Quotes About Love

Mother are wife are saints, If they are not together

Who the hell calls at two in the morning?""Maybe it's Matt Wilde, confessing his love, " Lindsay says."Very funny,

...truly loving someone is making that person happy even if you're not the reason behind it.

...Mrs. Percy understood that staying beautiful all day long is the most important aspect of being married...

We just move on, don't we, with traitors still amongst us? But there was one thought that wouldn't go away. If I loved him, I would forgive him.

Marriage is the legal method devised to end love without pain.

Ottilie Weber, Family Ties

Writing is like making love, editing is like giving your great grandfather a sponge bath.

What do you think of Christmas?""I like it, " she said. "I think we should have it every year.

Sierra, it's Christmastime. Put a stupid mistletoe over his head and kiss him already!

There is no known cure for severe affection for one's cat. The only way to relieve the symptoms is to go ahead and launch a kiss attack.

My wife was saying to me just the other day how she's noticed a spring in my step lately. That was because I thought you were gone forever.' 'I missed you too, Thurid.

Xavier, you have given me more grey hairs than all my sons put together.' Saul frowned, then corrected himself. 'To be fair, you and Zed. Just try not to add to them tonight.

Gorgeous, " he murmured.She chuckled. "Think you'l say that in five months or so? When I waddle like a duck and you have to tie my shoes for me?""I'l say it then and forever.

I've got just as much luck with locks as I do hearts. In other words, no luck at all.

There's my baby!" I cried, quite carried away, "There's my poochiekins!"..."Sadie, " My dad said firmly, "Please do not refer to the devourer of souls as 'poochiekins'.

My feelings for you run very deep." - LoorNot deep enought, I guess." - Bobby (The Rivers of Zadaa)

A palindrome, " I said the first time she told me. She looked at me, perplexed, and that's when I knew I could never love her. What a waste of a palindrome she was, that Hannah.-Owen Gentry

I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body... and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight, hunting for you, for your hot heart, like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.

Only do not forget, if I wake up crying it's only because in my dream I'm a lost child hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands.

Love alone is not enough. Without imagination, love stales into sentiment, duty, boredom. Relationships fail not because we have stopped loving but because we first stopped imagining.

Give me a kiss to build a dream on And my imagination will thrive upon that kiss Sweetheart, I ask no more than this A kiss to build a dream on.

My love is my soul's imagination. How do I love you? Imagine.

Pure love is in the will alone; it is no sentimental love, for the imagination has no part in it; it loves, if we may so express it, without feeling, as faith believes without seeing.