Quotes About Love

She gave Samuel a stern look. "Now, I don't know what's going on between you and my daughter and Adam Hauptman—" "Neither do we," I muttered. Samuel grinned. "We have it pretty well worked out as far as the sex goes—Adam gets it—someday—and I don't. But the rest is still up for negotiation." "Samuel Cornick," I sputtered in disbelief. "That is my mother .

Adam has always had . . . heroic tendencies." I touched Adam's arm. "He's my hero." There was another pause. . . "That is the most romantic thing I've ever heard you say," Bran said. "Be careful, Adam, or you'll turn her into a real girl." Adam looked at me. "I like her just the way she is, Bran." And he meant it, greasy overalls, broken fingernails, and all.

I like that people can just look at you and know that you are taken, that you are mine." He closed his eyes and laughed. "And yes, I know that sentiment is at the top of the Women's Liberation Movement's list of things not to say to a modern woman.

I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.

Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it.

I would slay dragons for you," he told her. "I suspect that finding an unoccupied bedroom will be easier.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

Moonlight streamed in, sending loving beams over his face. He closed his eyes and basked in it, and I could tell it was calling to him, even though the moon was not full. She didn't speak to me, but Samuel had once described her song to me in the words of a poet. The expression of bliss on his face while he listened to her music made him beautiful.

Love means leaving yourself vulnerable, knowing that there is someone to catch you when you fall. ~ Mercy

He had lived a very long time, and only since he gained Anna had he learned to fear. He'd discovered that he had never been brave before—just indifferent. She had taught him that to be brave, you have to fear losing something.

Mmm, he rumbled into my ear. I thought that being married meant that I never go to bed hungry.

The main thing to remember is that making love is at onces the silliest and the most sacred act humans can perform.

Now this little gem"— Izzy's mother pulled out yet another bottle—"this is one of my favorites, guaranteed to improve your love life or your money back. Does your husband ever have trouble keeping up?" She held up a finger, then curled it limply downward as her eyebrows arched up. The silence from upstairs was suddenly deafening.

But that is the dual gift of love, isn't it? The joy of greeting and the sorrow of good-bye.

People as old and powerful as he should never be given someone to love. For Anna he would destroy the world.

Almost-Sister, you picked a real catch." "It was I who caught her," Adam said softly. "It took years.

Don't fuss. I love you just as you are, Mercy. I don't need to swallow you whole, I don't need to be in your head at all times. I just need to know that you're there.

Love is not necessary for sex.

But you can't marry someone to fix him, even if you love them.

I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me.

She crawled on top of him, naked and warm and soft, smelling like a miracle that had saved him from a lifetime of aloneness.

He loved her beyond all reason and didn't expect her to love him back. He was just waiting for her to wise up.

You okay now ?" he asked. "Okay." He tightened his arms and lifted me off my feet. "Mercy?" he growled into my ear. I wrapped my legs around his waist. " Yeah" , I said. "Me too.

My love," he said, his voice intent, "you are welcome to all that I am, all that I have. I would destroy the planet for you. I was even diplomatic for you, which was a bigger sacrifice. A little power drain is nothing.