Kami Garcia Quotes

I answer one of your letters, then lie in bed in apparent calm, but my heart beats through my entire body and is conscious only of you. I belong to you; there is really no other way of expressing it, and that is not strong enough.

I love thee, and it is my love that speaks

The seeds of love have taken hold and if we won't burn together, I'll burn alone.

I love you. I'm blind for you, wild for you. Sick with you. I told you that our first night together when I asked you to marry me, I am telling you now. Everything that's happened to us, everything, is because I crossed the street for you. I worship you. You know that through and through.

Love without reverence and enthusiasm is only friendship.

You looove me. You love me this much.

When a man loves a woman, can't keep his mind on nothing else. He'd trade the world for the good thing he's found.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

My love's a noble madness.

I love the ground under his feet, and the air over his head, and everything he touches and every word he says. I love all his looks, and all his actions and him entirely and all together.

Love is a burning thing and it makes a firey ring.

When people fall in love, they burst into flames.

I love you like a fat kid love cake.

What? do I love her, that I desire to hear her speak again, and feast upon her eyes

I played the character knowing that she was knocked down, 100 percent, dead-in-front-of-a-bus in love with her boss. Every scene, I did not care if it was about taxes or about, you know, getting rid of the penny, it was all about me being in love with him.

So she loved him. She just did immediately and again often and clearly naturally and soundly and obviously and many others.

Love, that is day and night - love, that is sun and moon and stars, Love, that is crimson, sumptuous, sick with perfume, no other words but words of love, no other thought but love.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

He that hath love in his brest, hath spurres in his sides.

I love being in love. I don't think anything compares with it, though I consider it very disruptive.

I love love. I love having a lover and being one. The insularity of passion. I love it. I love the way it blurs the distinction between everyone who isn't one's lover.

Abduction is a romantic expression of passion.

All I think of ever is that I love you.