Affection Quotes
Don't hide from love Walker, be open to it and it will find you." -Sadie
I wanted life that's comfortable enough for me, my ambitions and love.
She frowned. “I did nothing to arouse you.”He clenched his jaw, his stare growing more aggressive. “You breathed.
it is strange, is it not, how an accident of millimeter here, a millimeter there, makes one face so important.
Touching him is order and chaos, like being assembled and disassembled at the same time.
Nobody has ever looked at me the way he’s looking at me at this moment. Like I’m his possession. Like if anyone else were to touch me, he’d break both their legs and an arm for good measure.
Sometimes it’s like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It’s like you see them through a special lens — but maybe if it’s how you see them, that’s how they really are.
I have no idea why, but I'm grinning back at her. This temperamental, wild creature in front of me who has the nerve to put me in my place.
She was almost too beautiful. Maybe that sounded stupid, but there wasn't another way to describe it.
I wanted to bathe myself in that burn, to let the radiation take my skin and flesh and bones until I was nothing but charged particles dancing in space.
We're like the couple on the sitcom that has good sparks but never get together for the sake of ratings.
When I see him, his frame filling the doorway, I do not feel passion, excitement. I can't remember if I ever have. He makes me feel comfortable, like a favorite pair of shoes.
Maybe I’d already guessed that the physics of us didn’t defy any laws of gravity, and with her, there was always an equal and opposite reaction.
So much urgent and lifelike love went rumbling around underground and died there, never got expressed at all, so let some errant inconvenient attraction have its way. There was so little time
He flexed his fingers and fought the urge to put his hand on her stomach. It was a possessivegesture, and he felt a little bit possessive
I believe very strongly that when it comes to desire, when it comes to attraction, that things are never black and white, things are very much shades of grey.
Ben made me laugh. I was attracted to his attraction for me: the way he smiled for instance, whenever he saw me, that goofy kind of grin that hijacks the face of the helplessly smitten.
Each time a girl approached the table, Mortimer would smile. Like this: And each time the girl would shriek and run away.
Hands and lips and teeth, and you'd forgotten-no, you'd never known-this way of knowing someone, this dissolution of self, this autophagy.
A wise lover values not so much the gift of the lover as the love of the giver.
Every good gift and every perfect present comes from God. He is out Father who will always love His children.
It is customary for those who wish to have the most beautiful ones to endeavourer to offer them gifts of those things which they hold most precious in order to win their hearts.
When you find real love — protect and preserve the sweetness and intimacy of your gift.
A happy birthday is measured not in the amount of gifts one gets, but in the amount love one receives.
Love is not some tool for manipulation. Love is a gift - love is from God. Love means everything.
Everyone doesn’t need to have the same beliefs, we just need to start believing in everyone.
You’ve crafted this bored veneer, but you’re always giving yourself away in moments like that. In the moments that really matter.
The moment we confront our fears we are declaring that we are contenders for life, and for love.
If the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom, then the love of GOD is the apex of it!
If you help someones bank account rise But you can't help their heart feel... Really, what is your value?
I've been fighting every single day of my life. Sometimes I think all I have left is fight.
Loving a warrior is hard. Dying in the line of duty is an honor to them. They would rather take that road than to dishonor their sacred oath
Still humanity is in her infancy, so often we engage in fighting to destroy ourself.
But if you want him, you might have to fight for him." I let my head fall to the tabletop. "For the love of all that is dead and Chinese, please, no more fighting. This army needs a break.
A man can make a son but a true man would be a father. A lady can have a child, but a real mother raises the child.
You´re my son, Ed. You might be idiotic and irresponsible, but it doesn´t make the slightest difference to what I feel for you. I´m pissed off that you could have thought it would
These stories depressed me. Love ruined people's lives, the way our parents said drugs could.
