Sophie Marceau Quotes

I want you to admit just once what you feel for me. I want to know if you'll miss me even a little. If you'll remember me. If you're sorry for anything.

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

Some day when I lose you, will you still be able to sleep, without me to whisper over you like a crown of linden branches?

Loving isn't liking and it takes liking to live together.

It felt very good to have him walking beside her. Good like rest and quiet, like something you could live without but you needed anyway. That you had to learn how to miss, and then you'd never stop missing it.

…she'll go and fall in love, and there's an end of peace and fun, and cozy times together.

I Cannot Exist Without You. I Am Forgetful Of Everything But Seeing You Again.

She rested her head against his and felt, for the first time, what she would often feel with him: a self-affection. He made her like herself.

I think of you, I dream of you, I conjure you up when I need you most. This is all I can do, but to me it isn't enough. It will never be enough, this I know; yet what else is there for me to do? If you were here, you would tell me, but I have been cheated of even that. You always knew the proper words to ease the pain I felt. You always knew how to make me feel good inside.

What is love except another name for the use of positive reinforcement? Or vice versa.

Okay I'll be honest girl I can't lie I miss you.

It is sheer good fortune to miss somebody long before they leave you.

Prem Bubula, I have told you that a woman is to be loved, not understood.

Every minute you spend with someone gives them a part of your life and takes part of theirs.

At night, when I am alone, I call for you, and whenever my ache seems to be the greatest, you still seem to find a way to return to me.

There is an energy field between humans. And, when we reach out in passion, it is met with an answering passion and changes the relationship forever.

If self is a location, so is love.

You must begin to trust yourself sometime. I suggest you do it now. If you do not then you will forever be looking to others to prove your own merit to you, and you will never be satisfied. You will always be asking others what to do, and at the same time, resenting those from whom you seek such aid.

If self is a location, so is love: Bearings taken, markings, cardinal points, Options, obstinacies, dug heels, and distance, Here and there and now and then, a stance.

Romantic love is a passionate spiritual-emotional-sexual attachment between a man and a woman that reflects a high regard for the value of each other's person.

And you must love him, ere to you He will seem worthy of your love.

The ring always believes that the finger lives for it.

If I know what love is, it is because of you.

Love is the admiration and cherishing of the amiable qualities of the beloved person, upon the condition of yourself being the object of their action.

You don't have to think about love; you either feel it or you don't.