Quotes About Love

love is like a good piece of wood: It just gets stronger and stronger as the years go by.

At the end of a lifetime's worth of lights and nights, it seemed that family was really the only important thing there was. And yet how many of us truly appreciated that significance before our last breath left us?

If you really love each other, you'd be surprised what you can accomplish.

It had been so long since we were a family that I had almost forgotten the joy that came with having one. All the small and large moments, many that I had taken for granted while they were occuring, no doubt bolstered by the certainty that there would be many more. Yet such endearing and memorable engagements in life are promised to no one. They come and go and one has to be aware that there is no assurance they will ever come again. It made me tremble to think what I had lost.

Number of children fathered got little enough to do with being a good daddy.' - Louisa Mae Cardinal

But the fact is, as one grows close to death, the only thing that matters is family. I hope you can see that.

Things sometimes did not work out. Even if you wanted them to more than anything else. You couldn't will someone to love you back. You had to move on.

At the end of a lifetime's worth of lights and nights, it seemed that family was really the only important thing there was. And yet how many of us truly appreciated that significance before our last breath left us? We lost family all the time, and we mourned them and buried them and remembered them. Wouldn't it be better to celebrate family while they are alive to a greater degree than when they are no longer with us?

Kids make everything better. And harder.

We lost family all the time, and we mourned them and buried them and remembered them. Wouldn't it be better to celebrate family while they are alive to a greater degree than when they are no longer with us?

The problem is . . . I love you, Will Robie. More than I've loved anyone. And that's why you'll never be able to help me through this.

right or wrong, good or bad. You just didn't wake up one day and decide enough was enough because your mate had a few more wrinkles or a few more pounds.

The Pullers sat there for a long time together, big, strong, and courageous men transformed back into two little boys by an old man's loving words that had come a lot later than they should have.

was dark. He scooted over to the chair that his butt had graced so often he'd worn off the paint. The trach was in her neck, the way they did it for long-term usage, because, for among other reasons, it was easier to keep clean than when it was down the throat. The attached ventilator was pumping away, keeping her lungs inflated. The vitals sign monitor beeped away. One end of an

She's been nothing but supportive of me, no matter how many mistakes I made. I know she loves me and I love her." "Sounds like something you should tell her yourself, at your first opportunity. You don't want to squander chances with your family," added Robie, drawing a quick glance from Reel. "You never know if

I've seen enough in this world to know that two people who can make each other that miserable must love each other a lot.

Eleanor, love is like a good piece of wood: It just gets stronger and stronger as the years go by.

I had to try. I had to." "Why was that?" asked Reel. "Because I love her. Sometimes it's just as simple as that. And if someone can't act on love, then what does anything else really matter?

To Aunt Peggy, an angel on earth if ever there was one

dream. Her old man was proud of her, Gibson knew, though he rarely showed it. Public displays of affection were not in the DNA of the Rogers family. Gibson could count on one hand the number of times her mother had hugged or kissed her. And she could count

Decker's longtime FBI partner, Alex Jamison, had been transferred to New York and found what looked to be love with a Wall Street investment banker. His old boss at the FBI, Ross Bogart, had retired and was learning to play golf—badly, he had heard—in Arizona.

Thank God for dog lovers.

That's good to hear, Billy. Kids have enough shit to deal with without somebody who is supposed to love them beating the crap out of them.

looking at her but not really seeing her, and his baby girl sure as heaven not seeing her daddy either