Tia Mowry Quotes

He never wanted love, though. You cannot eat love, nor buy a horse with it, nor warm your halls on a cold night.

My night out would be with my husband, wherever he chose to take me.

Some men have no idea how to romance a woman. However, women who teach their husbands what they like will be well-rewarded.

I like spending time with my husband.

I'm a romantic, and I like guys to bring flowers and buy some gifts - not expensive things, just romantic things.

I need to be more romantic. I do. I know that's something women really appreciate.

I think laughter and stimulating conversation are the things that truly make a romantic evening.

I don't find these technical things like flowers and chocolates romantic at all. I think Valentine's Day makes no sense.

I believe that the way to a man's heart is not through his stomach. It's a little further south.

A career is a wonderful thing, but you can't snuggle up to it at night.

I see love developing from friendship. Common ground is a strong basis for friendship. My husband is my best friend and we have a lot in common even though we're admittedly different people. I think it evolves from how I see relationships working. You know, the opposites attract thing happens all the time, but so does the best friends thing. It's just a great kind of relationship in fiction.

Love is just a system for getting someone to call you darling after sex.

Why love the woman who is your wife? Her nose breathes in the air of a world that I know; therefore I love that nose. Her ears hear music I might sing half the night through; therefore I love her ears. Her eyes delight in seasons of the land; and so I love those eyes. Her tongue knows quince, peach, chokeberry, mint and lime; I love to hear it speaking. Because her flesh knows heat, cold, affliction, I know fire, snow, and pain. Shared and once again shared experience.

Love isn't a burst o' trumpets and a flock o' doves descendin' out o' the heavens to roost on yer heads. Tis sharin' a cup o' tea by the hearth on a cold winter's night. 'Tis the look in yer husband's eyes when ye lay yer first child in his arms. Tis the ache in yer heart when ye watch the light in his eyes dim fer the last time, and know a part o' ye has gone out o' this world with him.

I desperately loved my husband and I wanted to share everything together, and I thought that we were a very good team.

The keys that unlock the heart are made of funny materials: a disarming phrase that comes out of the blue, nowhere, a certain sexy walk that sends you reeling, the way someone hums when she is alone. My father said it was the way my mother danced with him.

In order for romance to deepen, you must touch the heart and mind of your wife before you touch her body.

Ordinary love is mere animal attraction. Otherwise why is the distinction between the sexes? If one kneels before an image, it is dreadful idolatry; but if one kneels before husband or wife, it is quite permissible!

You know," I told him on our wedding night, "I'm just as much me when I'm with you, as I am without you." And because Hardy understood what I meant, he pulled me into his arms, against his heart.

My husband and I were so closely united by our affection and our common work that we passed nearly all of our time together.

One of the important things about marriage is to be accepted. Love is the basis of marriage, but there are many married people who have never felt accepted. Marriage is not a reformatory, and spouses need to reach out to each other without criticism or reservations. To live with a wife or husband who does not accept you is a dark valley to walk through.

Love is a luxury. It's something that people are allowed to indulge in when they're not simply trying to survive and keep other people alive.

To many women marriage is only this. It is merely a physical change impinging on their ordinary nature, leaving their mentality untouched, their self-possession intact. They are not burnt by even the red fire of physical passion - far less by the white fire of love.

Don't stint on foreplay - or afterplay. Be inventive!

I've struck up a tremendous intimacy with Conte Alberto, and we literally can't live without each other. He is the first object my eyes greet in the morning, and the last at night.