With Love Quotes
I’ve never really had a party before.” “Why did you have one now?” I say, just to keep him talking. He gives a half laugh. “I thought if I had a party, you would come.
Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.
How I want to see the mountains, rivers, sunshine, and ruined fortresses! Let the wind course over us until we become beautiful
Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
We love those whom we serve (p. 26)
Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.
She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness.
It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are from the fever.
If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.
Then he kissed her so deeply and so completely that she felt like she was falling, floating, spiraling down, down, down, like Alice in Wonderland.
I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.
Rahul had wondered how someone could love their beloved so much that their dedication to them became one of the wonders of the world.
His love for Frodo rose above all other thoughts, and forgetting his peril he cried aloud: 'I'm coming Mr. Frodo!
If his mother was drowning and I was drowning and he had to choose one of us to save, He says he'd save me.
Love finds you in the strangest places, and hope clings to us in the nooks and crannies we never think to look.
Well, you have the right to make a sacrifice of yourself, but I'll be damned if I'll let you sacrifice me!
I became intent on saving him through showing him that he was loved.
Good night, belovedest. Your sleep will be sweet if there is any influences in the wishes of your own.
How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves, and for the first time in a long time, I was whole.
I can't imagine what my life was before. I can't imagine ever being without you for very long again.
We should have taken our chances back then, when we were young and beautiful and didn't even know it.
The humiliation that Jane had felt turned to something else--grief perhaps, or regret. Regret that she had not known how to act with a boy, regret that she had not been wiser.
Not many people get every single thing they want plus all the things they didn't think to ask for in the same day.
She was afraid, and the afraid, she realized, sought opportunities for bravery in love.
It is well known that a man, when wooing a lady to be his wife, must first win over the females she most confides in—her friends, of course, and her sister, if she has one.
Material blessings fade and deteriorate, but your riches in Christ are everlasting.
Affection makes fools. Always, without exception, love digs a channel that's sooner or later flooded by the briny water of despair.
Out loud I said I had two children. Silently I said three. I always felt like apologizing to her for that.
He hesitated for a moment. Then he said softly, "I love you, Mother." He took my hand and kissed it, and folded my fingers round the stem of the rose. He had stripped it of its thorns.
This isn't a romance. You're not a damsel in distress and I'm not the handsome prince come to save you.
Falling in love happens so suddenly that it seems, all at once, that you have always been in love.
To have our needs met, to love, to be loved, to feel safe in this world and to each know our purpose, is a simple matter of creating those blessings for others.
I needed to know that there was such a thing as love and that it brought smiles and joy in its wake.
...one can't avoid the storms and calamities of life, but one can at least find the right partner to face them with.
One song bled into another and they remained locked together, neither willing to break the intimacy that surrounded them, concealing them in the small space the two occupied.
Whether it was power they sought, or revenge, or love-well, those were all just different forms of hunger. The bigger the hole inside you, the more desperate you became to fill it.
Perhaps he was afraid as I was that we'd be caught. Or perhaps he was breathing me in just as I was letting him come into my lungs, my eyes, my heart.
Henry closed his eyes and imagined the sweet petulant woundedness with which she had stared at him on the beach. He felt a little proud that she could love him.