Love

In my sex fantasy nobody ever loves me for my mind.

In a sweet way, my thoughts, are embedded in love.

If love is blind, then maybe a blind person that loves has a greater understanding of it.

We had more fun waiting in line together at the Department of Motor Vehicles than most couples have on their honeymoons. We gave each other same nickname, so there would be no separation between us. We made goals, vows, promises and dinner together. He read books to me...

It is true that there is so much good in the worst of us, and so much bad in the best of us, but intimately connected with love and forgiveness, faith and hope, that can fill our minds and hearts with positive energy- we can overcome head on, any obstacle or hardship we may encounter.

When you smile, I become unconscious and I cannot open my eyes. Where is the justice!

Nothing made you realize how much you’d been ignoring your heart, until someone came along and smacked it awake simply by existing.

You're a rare breed, Richard d'Alencon.'She didn't know the half of it.Unable to resist, he dipped his head and touched his lips to hers in a gentle caress.Her breath caught.Lightning struck.

Compassion is the most powerful tool you can have when it comes to healing addictions of any kind. Put simply, what your partner needs most from you is compassion.

Then her heart opened wider than it ever had before, and all she saw before her, everywhere she looked, were people to love.

Of life's two chief prizes, beauty and truth, I found the first in a loving heart and the second in a laborer's hand.

I’m Power Because LOVE is Power.

That first time, when he presses his lips against mine and kisses the words ‘I Love You’ right down into the very heart of my soul, that’s when I knew we were about to be ripped apart. -Morgan.

Love has its own eyes, and they are more efficient at the beginning and faulty at the end.

You,' he purred, 'are a HILF.'A what?'A Horseman I'd like to fuck.

You're terribly selfish, you know. I've loved you so long, and it was never dear or precious to you. I might as well have not loved you at all.

When you give each other everything, it becomes an even trade. Each wins all.

My head seems to be rumbling. Then I realize it’s the sky. It’s thunder. Suddenly, warm raindrops fall on us, spraying us until we’re completely wet. Raffe ignores it and continues to kiss me. We hold each other, pressing tighter and harder together. We fly in each other’s arms in the rain over a smoldering hell.

It's time, Perry'. He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill.

It is this intangible thing love in many forms which enters into every therapeutic relationship. . . . And it is an element which binds and heals which comforts and restores which works what we have to call - for now - miracles.