He wasn't the type for displays of affection, either verbal or not. He was disgusted by couples that made out in the hallways between classes, and got annoyed at even the slightest sappy moments in movies. But I knew he cared about me: he just conveyed it more subtly, as concise with expressing this emotion as he was with everything else. It was in the way he'd put his hand on the small of my back, for instance, or how he'd smile at me when I said something that surprised him. Once I might have wanted more, but I'd come around to his way of thinking in the time we'd been together. And we were together, all the time. So he didn't have to prove how he felt about me. Like so much else, I should just know.

— Sarah Dessen

How do you ever hold on to anybody?

— Elizabeth Wein

How do you make me smile when it seems like there’s nothing in the whole world to smile about?

— Paula Stokes

How is it that there was never you until there was and then all was you?

— Kamand Kojouri

Humanism is my Religion, Good is my adoption, Bad is my Elimination, Acceptance is my Decision, Love is My Gift, Relation is my Affection, Truth is My Strength, Help Is My Credit, Knowledge is My Treasure

— jagan kumar

I am not sure if women are attracted to genius. Can you imagine the wise wizard winning the woman over the gallant swordsman? It seems rather otherworldly in more ways than one.

— Criss Jami

I can sense your love, why leave me in darkness? Beguile me for your amusement, stealing my soul without kisses. You are the sun and I, the moon. Your beauty is reflected in my eyes. When we are apart, I am extinguished in the blackness of these skies.

— Kamand Kojouri

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

— Ramana Pemmaraju

I crave the violence of your affection. I ache for the way it jumbles my insides and makes my heart feel like it's harboring a thunderstorm. Furthermore, I've never felt more alive in all my time on this earth, as I have, being underneath your touch.

— LeAnne Mechelle

I didn't find out until I became a father. You don't just LOVE your children. You FALL in love with them.

— Frasier Crane