Martina McBride Quotes

The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone, the soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress, I wish I didn't get so weak, oh baby just to hear you speak, makes me argue just to see how much your in love with me

The essence of romantic love is not the company of a lover but the pursuit.

When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.

I feel most sexy when I'm in love. My stomach flips. I get butterflies.

days like this. i look at you and feel electric. tell me you don't feel it too."_Eric Packer

Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.

Don't you see what's happened? You wanted to be in love again. To feel that feeling where a man you hardly know gazes into your eyes and seems to be the only human being who ever understood the real you.

...falling in love could be achieved in a single word—a glance.

I had forgotten what it was like, to be drawn to a person...I'd forgotten how your blood flows toward a person when they move, so that all at once you know what the pull of gravity feels like. and you know that this is something strong and important, something that you need for life, this woman moving through the room.

When I found somebody who I fell in love with, it made me feel different than I felt the rest of the day. It was electrifying.

It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She was attracted to all of the normal things and the weird things, too, like the back of his neck and his thumbs on the edge of his desk and the way his hair stuck out on one side like a little wing over his ear. She caught his smell once, and it made her dizzy. She couldn't fall asleep that night.

Baby I'm so into you I can hardly breathe.

If I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.I'd dream about the way you smell and how your dark hair feels like silk between my fingers. I'd dream about the smoothness of your skin and the fierceness of your lips when we kiss. Without dreams,I have to be content with my own imagination—which is almost as good. I can picture all those things perfectly.

Don't you know that you're blowing my mind? What you do to me I can't describe. Baby, I can't hold back anymore. I just can't conceal it. You're the one I really adore.

The more we are filled with thoughts of lust the less we find true romantic love.

Love is the same as like except you feel sexier.

That's life - to turn each other on, to feel good, to feel in love.

Familiarity with your lover is what initially makes sex really good.

Most people like a little sex in their novels.

Some people associate red with love, but to me, red is for an earlier stage of a relationship. Black is much deeper, to me. It's certainly the sexiest color.

Love and sex and whatever, they are - different. I could say I'm in love with someone who is 90 years old and teaches acting and lives in Ohio.

Oh, what a dear ravishing thing is the beginning of an Amour!

He doesn't have to say it, i feel it too; it's not subtle - like every bell for miles and miles is ringing at once, loud and clanging, hungry ones and tiny, happy, chiming ones, all of them sounding off in this moment. I put my hands around his neck, pull him to me, and then he's kissing me hard and so deep, and i am flying, sailing, soaring.

My passion for Sarah had killed simple lust forever. Never again would I be able to enjoy a woman without love.

One kiss, I was totally hooked.