Brian Andreas Quotes

The whispers in the morning of lovers sleeping tight are rolling like thunder now as I look in your eyes. I hold on to your body and feel each move you make, your voice is warm and tender, a love that I could not forsake.

What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: The sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.

I have been driven by romance my whole life because I crave the intimacy that comes with that.

I want to kiss her without counting the seconds. I want to hold her so long that I get to know her skin. I want, I want, I want.

Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow. There is too much I want to say. The first thing that comes out is, "Beatrice." He laughs weakly. "Beatrice," he amends, and touches his lips to mine. I curl my fingers into his shirt.

When your hands leap towards mine, love, what do they bring me in flight?

I do want love. Genuine love.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

Love is friendship set on fire.

I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow - sometimes his arm thrown over on my bed - and I kiss his hand, very softly so that it will not waken him.

The beginning of love is a horror of emptiness.

Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go.

There's nothing more human than two people making love.

I believe in feeling connected. Love is something that grows, that comes from nourishment; it builds. But there is a great feeling that happens, that is telling you, I don't want to leave this room!

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

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

Everyone yearns for love, and everyone struggles for love.

His mouth is on me, his hands, I can't wait and he's moving, already, love, it's been so long, I'm alive in my skin, again, arms around him, falling and water softly everywhere, never-ending.

Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.

Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty.

Find someone who will tremble for your touch, someone whose fingers are a poem.

We efface an hour by passionate love, without twists, without aftertaste. When it is finished, it is not finished, we lie still in each other's arms lulled by our love, by tenderness -- sensuality in which the whole being can participate.

All I want is moonlight, with you there inside of me, all night, doing it again and again. You know I want you so bad.

with your name on my mouth and a kiss that never broke away from yours.

Grace,” I said, very softly. “Say something.” Sam,” she said, and I crushed her to me.