affection

Love is not to be purchased, and affection has no price.

We may not return the affection of those who like us, but we always respect their good judgment.

If you like someone, you wish them well.But.If you love someone, you breathe wellness into them.

Caring was a thing with claws. It sank them in, and didn__ let go. Caring hurt more than a knife to the leg, more than a few broken ribs, more than anything that bled or broke and healed again. Caring didn__ break you clean. It was a bone that didn__ set, a cut that wouldn__ close.

(It__) a fair exchange. You__e giving me attention. That__ a form of affection, you know.

Sex isn't what I'm after. Sex is just what I can get.

If the guy likes/loves you, he won't care if you are a good kisser or not.He should like you for what you are - not how you kiss.

People who throw kisses are hopelessly lazy.

In my opinion, giving a kiss is a much better prize than receiving one.

Sometimes it__ like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It__ like you see them through a special lens _ but maybe if it__ how you see them,that__ how they really are.

The thing is that when you find true love it lives on, No matter if you two seperate but the love stays alive, broken, gasping for breath, love and affection, but in agony, waiting for everything to end.

You are so special and important and elegant and smart and kind and worthwhile, and you are so much better than me and everyone else I__e ever known in every single way, and you are the only truth I have ever found in this lying world, and I love you to the floor of me, and it breaks me to imagine a future without you in it, and I just want you to know all that, just because.

She was so delicate that, while we sat beneath the linden branches, a leaf would fall and drift down and touch her skin, and it would leave a bruise. So as we sat in the afternoon hour, beneath that fragrant linden bower, I had to chase all of the leafs that fell away.

Patton would have said a warmer goodbye to his horse, The author writes on Eisenhower's cold dismissal of his wartime lover.

The most easiest thing is to leave, abandon or forget somebody.. Difficult is to be with someone, after all it comes with responsibility which not everyone fulfill.

....Love is not only wired, but elusive too.

My affection for you is not my problem.

I cared for you more that you cared yourself. Something which I regret for you didn't deserve to be cared!