Love

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition, but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.

Umm, well do I have to tell you how it’s done?” I tease, as I get on my knees and lean over him, . A wide smile spreads over his face as I straddle his lap.“Oh, are you taking dominance? I think I like that.” He grips his hands on my hips, pulling me as close as he can get.

Love and kindness are the glue that holds us together.

Heartbreak , death and loss were shared between us, but renewal, commitment and strength as well.

Open my heart and you will see Graved inside of it 'Italy.'.

Othello is about many different kinds of love: it’s about the light, beautiful side of love, and it’s about the twisted, darker side of love, and it’s about how, if you flip the emotional coin, love can make you do terrible things. (James Earl Jones).

Every person struggles with the self to find and kindle their special radiance, which comes from cultivating kindness, charity, and love.

The right relationship will bring out the best in you. If it doesn’t, it isn’t.

Gratitude is nutrition for a living relationship.

If there is a reason, if it makes sense, if it's making you demand something in return... Trust me, its NOT love!

If you can love yourself deeply, you will never feel alone.

Every single dayI find it hard to sayI could be yours aloneYou will see somedayThat all along the wayI was yours to hold.

If you're going to give me something, give me something I'll miss.Excerpt from: freefalling.

A while back, when Dick and Barry and I agreed that what really matters is what you like, not what you are like, Barry proposed the idea of a questionnaire for prospective partners.

They'd never been lovers, of course, not in the physical sense. But they'd been lovers as most of us manage, loving through expressions and gestures and the palm set softly upon the bruise at the necessary moment. Lovers by inclination rather than by lust. Lovers, that is, by love.

How dare the embodiment of her worst nightmare come packaged as her hottest fantasy?

We looked at each other with that resentment you feel when you want something so much it’s causing you pain, so much you start to hate it a little.

Some women blush when they are kissed some call for the police some swear some bite. But the worst are those who laugh.

...There's the suffering from love and the suffering from grief - either pain permanently scars the soul...

All good things spring from Self-Love.