Love

There is nothing like taking someone's breath away.

...Dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?...

No-one had ever looked at me before Suzanne, not really, so she had become my definition. Her gaze softening my centre so easily that even photographs of her seemed aimed at me, ignited with private meaning.

She leaned against him slightly, and his heart pounded in his chest. He let go of her hand and scooted away a bit. He could not let her like him, he was only her protector, and that's how it would remain.

It's about quality, not quantity. It's about the memories, the bond, the love. It's about the heart.

Her heart was telling her to trust him, but it wouldn’t be the first time that that foolish muscle, there in the middle of her chest, had betrayed her.

It was heartfelt, it was heartbreaking. It was extreme joy, it was bone-crushing grief. It was fiery hot, it was icy-cold. It was true love sprouting... It was true love dying.It's like we were both trying to hold onto something that was slipping through our fingers, and we didn't understand why.

I am a loyal American, and I love my country.

Speechless and very nearly panting, she fell back against the wall with a thump, knowing that if she lived to be ninety, she would still carry the searing mark of that kiss on her soul.'At last,' he murmured. 'A way to shut you up.' Christovao Santos (Chris), Sanctuary.

Make every picture a #loveselfie and fill every moment with soul.

Intimacy transcends the physical. It is a feeling of closeness that isn’t about proximity, but of belonging. It is a beautiful emotional space in which two become one.

She will always be the rainbow in my clouds.

I won’t pretend that I deserve you. I am faithless. I have done unforgivable things. And I am broken.” He gestured to his face and body with trembling hands. “I know you see past these things when you look at me . . . But I hope I can be enough for you.”“What? Enough for me? Gabriel, you are everything.

Ah, Evie,” she heard him say softly, “I must have a heart, after all…because right now it aches like the devil.”“Only your heart?” she asked ingenuously, making him laugh.He lowered her to the bed, his eyes sparkling wickedly. “Also a few other things,” he conceded. “And as my wife, it’s your duty to ease all my aches.

If I talk to a woman for more than five minutes I can tell you exactly whether she's an Aidan girl or a Mr. Big girl. Aidan girls are more interested in nurturing relationships and building a nest while Mr. Big girls are more about show and having fun.

Love lasts about seven years. That's how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.

And on cold wintry nights she loves listening to Elvis croon 'Are you lonesome tonight?' just as I do.

A smile is the key to the gate of heaven and love is the road which will get you there.

Where's the man could ease the heart Like a satin gown?

I’d rather straighten my pubes with a flat iron than go on another blind date.