Deborah Moggach Quotes

Once a person knows a kiss and a kind word, you can't blame him for never wanting to live without them again. - "The Bridges of Madison County"

I miss you already I don’t need to leave. I can stay. . . . Mmmm.

I do want love. Genuine love.

What I felt is the same kind of love I felt between Waylon and his audience. And that's what I miss.

Love is the hardest habit to break, and the most difficult to satisfy.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

It's true what they say: 'You don't appreciate what you've got until it's gone.' I miss love. I miss being looked after.

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

I always wanted to be loved.

'Call Me by Your Name' is essentially the universal nature of love.

Everyone yearns for love, and everyone struggles for love.

Then Park reached up and wrapped one of her red curls around his honey finger. "Back to missing you," he said, letting it go.

You're only two years older than me, darling. Where have you been all my life?

Love is . . .” An old memory with Adrian came back to me, and some of the turbulent emotion I always carried within me these days welled up in my chest. It was stupid, feeling so lovesick when he’d been gone less than a day, but I couldn’t get him or the ways he described love out of my head. “. . . a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter’s night. A star that guides you home.

My thoughts will echo your name until I see you again.

I have a thousand images of you in an hour; all different and all coming back to the same. I think of you once against a sky line: and on the hill that Sunday morning. The light and the shadow and quietness and the rain and the wood. And you. Your arms and lips and hair and shoulders and voice - you.

I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate. “Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?

Love is when he gives you a piece of your soul, that you never knew was missing.

Love is like nothing else on this earth, but only when it is shared with someone wonderful like you.

At the beginning and at the end of love, the two lovers are embarrassed to find themselves alone.

Our hours in love have wings; in absence, crutches.

When you love someone all your saved up wishes start coming out.

I waited for my first kiss.

Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.