Quotes About Love

Say something.' 'I wouldn't like to lose you, Yen.' 'But you have me.' 'The night will end.' 'Everything ends.' No

We are the children of Mother Nature. And though we do not respect our mother, though we often worry her and cause her pain, though we break her heart, she loves us.

And I... Why, it doesn't matter, because Essi smells of verbena, not lilac and gooseberry, doesn't have cool, electrifying skin. Essi's hair is not a black tornado of gleaming curls, Essi's eyes are gorgeous, soft, warm and cornflower blue; they don't blaze with a cold, unemotional, deep violet. Essi will fall asleep afterwards, turn her head away, open her mouth slightly, Essi will not smile in triumph. For Essi... Essi is not Yennefer.

We know little about love. Love is like a pear. A pear is sweet and has a distinct shape. Try to define the shape of a pear. Dandelion, Half a Century of Poetry

No sabemos mucho del amor. Con el amor es como con la pera. La pera es dulce y tiene forma. Intentad definir la forma de la pera." Jaskier en "Tiempo de Odio".

They were caring and tender and, although neither quite knew what caring and tenderness were, they succeeded because they very much wanted to. And they were in no hurry whatsoever. The whole world had ceased to exist for a brief moment, but to them, it seemed like a whole eternity.

I love you, my daughter,' she said indistinctly. 'Run.' They

The sea is free and open. Trade is free. Profit is sacred. Love the trade and profit of your neighbour like your own. To hinder someone's trading and profiting is to break the laws of nature.

Why, Geralt? Ciri is normal. She has normal feelings, she accepts emotions naturally, takes them for what they really are. You, obviously, don't understand and are therefore surprised by them. It surprises and irritates you. The fact that someone can experience normal love, normal hatred, normal fear, pain and regret, normal joy and normal sadness.

Incredible, Geralt. After so many years? How's it possible?' 'There's a grain of truth in every fairy tale,' said the Witcher quietly. 'Love and blood. They both possess a mighty power. Wizards and learned men have been racking their brains over this for years, but they haven't arrived at anything except that—' 'That what, Geralt?' 'It has to be true love.

Love,' Fringilla said slowly, 'is like renal colic. Until you have an attack, you can't even imagine what it's like. And when people tell you about it you don't believe them.

Love,' Fringilla said slowly, 'is like renal colic. Until you have an attack, you can't even imagine what it's like. And when people tell you about it you don't believe them.

Mude o nome da taberna para A Espada do Bruxo, para que nas noites de inverno aqui sejam contadas histórias sobre tesouros e monstros, sobre uma guerra sangrenta, sobre batalhas ferozes, sobre a morte. Sobre um grande amor e uma amizade inabalável. Sobre a coragem e a honra.

There's a grain of truth in every fairy tale," said the witcher quietly. "Love and blood. They both possess a mighty power. Wizards and learned men have been racking their brains over this for years, but they haven't arrived at anything except that—" "That what, Geralt?" "It has to be true love.

You also ought to know that mandrake is a powerful aphrodisiac and is used in love magic, particularly to break down female resistance. That's the explanation of mandrake's folk name: love apple. It's a herb used to pander lovers.' 'Blockhead,' Milva commented. 'And

Dell'amore sappiamo poco. Con l'amore è come con una pera. La pera è dolce e ha una forma. Provate un po' a definire la forma della pera.

And what kind of love would it be if the one who loves were not capable of a little sacrifice?

Thus do I take you, to have and to hold, for the most wondrous and terrible of times, for the best and the worst of times, by day and by night, in sickness and in health. For I love you with all my heart and swear to love you eternally, until death do us part.

Ciri byÅ'a ju? na schodach, gdy jeszcze raz usÅ'yszaÅ'a gÅ'os Yennefer. Czarodziejka staÅ'a przy kolumnie, opierajÄ…c o niÄ… czoÅ'o. - Kocham ciÄ™, córeczko - powiedziaÅ'a niewyra?nie. - Biegnij.

There's a grain of truth in every fairy tale," said the witcher quietly. "Love and blood. They both posses a mighty power.

MAKE LOVE NOT WAR. Just under that somebody had scribbled in much smaller letters AND TAKE A SHIT EVERY MORNING.

For the reason," he shot back, "that last night she made love with me, and not with you.

byli troskliwi i czuli, a chocia? oboje nie bardzo wiedzieli, co to troskliwo?? i czu?o??, uda?o im si?, bo bardzo chcieli.

Hicimos el amor. Y hablamos. Y nuestras mentiras fueron cada vez más hermosas. Y cada vez más falsas.