and the afterglow…of your gaze…is the onlysweater that I need.

Live from abundance;Utilize with economy;Share in advance.

Life’s tempering and altering process often takes the form of adversity, and, as far as outward appearances are concerned, seems to be working against us when it is actually working for us.

There’s nothing I like more than rewards. Well, other than awards. I also love coffee a lot too. Being rewarded with a coffee award would be the ultimate euphoria for me.

Each moment of a happy love’s hour is worth an age of dull and common life.

Que escrúpulo pode ter uma mulher em beijocar um terceiro entre os lençóis conjugais, se o mundo chama a isso sentimentalmente um romance, e os poetas o cantam em estrofes de ouro?

When she opened her eyes, she was both in her body and watching it, nowhere near the cavity of the tree. The Blue that was before her stood inches from a boy in an Aglionby...

Good. I will.”Mendanbar tried to find something to say, but he was too happy to think. He leaned forward two inches and kissed Cimorene, and discovered that he didn’t need to say anything at all.

Dancing falls into the same category as poetry for a woman – it equals dreaming, which may inspire thoughts about such banned topics as love and desire.

And we were kissing like drowning people breathe– like suddenly we’d discovered something that has never been so sweet before that moment.

…I hardly ever see your profile, but have I told you it’s beautiful? – like the soft gentle lines of snow…

He couldn’t look back at the children. He couldn’t think of it. All he could do was watch the eyes of his wife.He pulled her to him, her body soft, her skin warm. She was...

To enjoy the beauty of life, live in the moment, not in the past or future.

Endless bliss, boundless lovein your heart, a gift from the universeto fill your life, to touch your heart.

If we want to improve, first we have to recognize our own maladaptive coping skills, called codependency, then change.

They did salad different over there. I just needed a good homemade salad. I love salad.

I’m more than a kiss on you worst day, I’m a kiss on your best.” – Dr. Jeremy Nichols, Merger Complete

You are always going to love him, she said ” You’re stuck with that.

I pull back, gasping for breath. Reeling. His breath is ragged, and I place my hands on his cheeks to steady him. “Is this okay?” I whisper. “Are you okay?”His reply is anguished. Honest. “I...

Your words like wings gravity they defy.My heart like a leaf on the wind catchin’ rides.We make too much sense to foolishly pass it by.So I’m taking a rainbow up to the 5th floor.Steppin’ out...

Hayden?””Yes,Gia?””Nothing I just wanted to say your name

Tutti dicono che il cervello sia l’organo più complesso del corpo umano, da medico potrei anche acconsentire. Ma come donna vi assicuro che non vi è niente di più complesso del cuore, ancora oggi non...

With some we’re certain our hearts must’ve been acquainted long before we have ever met them.

It was always a relief when she came home to him. Like water or food. Like music or that moment when you cut yourself with a knife and squeeze the skin and no blood oozes...

Love is a lot like coffee, I once thought as I suckled on a milky nipple. But I was one at the time, so what did I know about coffee?

The boys on the front had magazines with pinups, and they talked about how one day they would score women like that, but they’re kids. They don’t know what love is. Here they learn what...

There’s no safety in love. You risk the whole of life. But the great thing is to risk -to believe, and to risk everything for your belief.

One wants to be understood because one wants to be loved, and one wants to be loved because one loves.

You’ve crafted this bored veneer, but you’re always giving yourself away in moments like that. In the moments that really matter.

Jangan habiskan waktumu dengan mencintai orang yang tidak melihat masa depannya sama kamu.

Finally, I asked how you got a boy to like you back. She said, ‘Just be yourself,’ as though I had any idea who that might be.

If You Really Feel Beloved Pain Then Do Not Repeat Things Which cause of Pain Again

To see the divine in others, we have to love. Where love is thick, faults are thin. If you really love someone, then it is difficult to find fault with him. His faults seem negligible,...

Love is hard. We try to love one another. But generally the quality and quantity of our love for one another is found wanting, because we find it difficult, if not impossible, to look beyond...

This is what we desire in intimate relationships but this deep connection is often so frightful that most do not take advantage of the opportunities presented for honesty.

Death never pierces the heart so much as when it takes someone we love; cleaving the heart they held with their passing.

Go for your dreams and get lost to find yourself again and again.

I think we deserve a happily-ever-after.””If anyone ever did, it’s us.

At the end; I will say, I think, I have really loved.

Perhaps you’ve said those words, Richard, and don’t mean them. But I never have.

If you want to love God, love the less-fortunate one. If you want to see God, look through the eyes of a hungry child.

…all these epic battles and monsters lately – but love is a tiny world and I prefer a more personal style…

And there was time enough–or so it seemed–for all the cherries atop all the ice-cream sundaes in all the world to fall from their frozen perches, as the heat of a treasure chest summer melted...

Whatever you do, do with great care, great love, and great passion.

When I hear your name, I involuntarily clench my butt cheeks. Is that love? I don’t know—I’m not Nicholas Sparks.

She shall be my queen, and I her most ardent admirer and protector. A new standard of love shall be established for the ages. Time will clarify my devotion! On this I would gladly stake...

I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they...

He needs “space” and “time,” as if this were physics and not a human relationship.

True love expands the self; attachment contracts it.

She said she loved me, and I didn’t believe it for a minute. Maybe 59 seconds, but not a whole minute. I may be gullible, but I’m not without an accurate way to measure time.