Quotes About Love

Jedna naran?a na stolu Tvoja haljina na podu A ti u mojem krevetu Sladak dar trenutka Svježina no?i Toplina mojega života.

Dans ma maison tu viendras Je pense à autre chose mais je ne pense qu`à ça

j'aime mieux tes lèvres que mes livres

Trato por tu todos os que amo, mesmo que só os tenha visto uma única vez trato por tu todos os que amo mesmo que não os conheça.

Et la mer efface sur le sable Les pas des amants désunis

Meie Isa kes sa oled taevas Jää aga sinna Ja meie jääme siia maa peale Mis on vahel nii kena

Adrijene, nemoj da se duriš! Vrati se! U redu grešila sam duge godine nisam se vracala kuci, ali sam ti uvek krila da je to zato što sam bila u zatvoru! Grešila sam priznajem cesto sam tukla psa, ali sam te volela! Adrijene, nemoj da se duriš! Vrati se!

Nuestro amor tirita y el sol también.

Millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.

Je t'aime jusque là

Ce qui m'inspire le plus. C'est l'amour, parce que je crois que l'amour c'est à la fois, la chose la plus recherchée et vraisemblablement, la chose la plus maltraitée.

Drumurile în?elepciunii sunt marcate de curajul de a fi ?i for?a de a se putea confrunta cu am?r?ciunile neîn?elegerii ?i uneori ale solitudinii. Cel care le întâlne?te, care accept? s? le str?bat?, care se aventureaz? spre necunoscut, spre ira?ional, nu ?tie niciodat? ce va descoperi la cap?t, astfel încât va trebui s? accepte s? se iubeasc? pentru a putea fi un bun tovar?? pentru el însu?i.

Procesul de maturizare, care ar trebui s?-l conduc? pe fiecare mai aproape de el însu?i, trece prin eliberarea progresiv? de nevoia de a fi iubit ?i aprobat. ?i mai ales de nevoia de a fi iubit pentru ceva ce nu e?ti.

Devenir autonome, c'est prendre le risque de s'affirmer en renonçant à l'approbation de ceux qui prétendent nous aimer.

Mi amor por ti no es sólo asunto mío, sino también tuyo. Mi amor dice algo de ti que quizá tú mismo no conozcas.

I love you. Feel that. It beats for you. If you want me, you'll make me the happiest man in the world. If you don't, then there will simply be a hole here. My heart is yours to take or to break

I came home to court you, Wind. That doesn't change, whether I'm a duke, a captain, or a plain old seaman. I want you.

It is that love can make the most terrible things acceptable.

I am dying!" he cried. "Kiss me, my love. Kiss me, and mayhap your love will keep me tethered to this mortal coil.

And how odd a thing change was. She hadn't even recognized the shift within herself until it was already done. She hadn't felt it when she'd begun to value her own thoughts. She hadn't even believed it when she'd begun to feel wild and reckless. She'd only let it happen and never attached a word to it. Love. She'd fallen in love. Not only with Peter, but with herself too. With the wayward woman she could be. In a gown with lace and embroidery, in a tavern maid's bartered dress, and in his arms.

Her heart lurched and tears burned her eyes. "Surely you can escape." "Not this time." He captured a tear that rolled down her cheek. "Don't cry. You've given me more joy than I've ever known." "It's not enough." He gave her a sad grin. "That's how pirates are made. The plunder we take is never enough. We're never content with what we have. We always want more.

You're the only treasure I'll ever need.

I'm so in love, every time I look at you my soul gets dizzy.

My heart was glass, daily shattered Your love the glue, repairing the tattered.