Seeking Affection Quotes

Where are people going? I wonder what they hope will happen and what they are afraid of? For me it's the same thing and has to do with being loved.

I've got the hungries for your love and I'm waiting in your welfare line.

Maybe they did what they had to do to live, and tried to get a little love and have a little fun before the darkness took them.

I basically started performing for my mother, going, 'Love me!' What drives you to perform is the need for that primal connection. When I was little, my mother was funny with me, and I started to be charming and funny for her, and I learned that by being entertaining, you make a connection with another person.

Honey, if you've had your eye on a piece of talent and that chick down the road has been getting all the action, then you know what you gotta do... Try A Little Bit Harder.

Everybody just wants to be loved, and nobody feels loved enough in high school.

A person desperately searching for love," Merlin said, "reminds me of a fish desperately searching for water.

I have gone wooing to several gentlemen, but have not succeeded with any of them.

I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.

I've never wanted to be loved. And God Knows no one's done it yet.

If the great Captain of Plymouth is so very eager to wed me, Why does he not come himself, and take the trouble to woo me? If I am not worth the wooing, I surely am not worth the winning!

They knew now that if there is one thing one can always yearn for, and sometimes attain, it is human love.

A girl's affections should never be won unsought.

I'll be drunk again to feel a little love.

The only thing that has ever consumed me is love from time to time. Feeling like, 'What is it? How do I get it?'

Alas! to seize the moment When the heart inclines to heart, And press a suit with passion, Is not a woman's part. If man come not to gather The roses where they stand, They fade among their foliage, They cannot seek his hand.

When you've never gotten love from someone, you don't know what it might look like if it ever does appear. You look for it in everything: any bright light overhead could be a star.

Like a girl, a baby running after her mother, begging to be picked up, and she tugs on her skirts, holding her back as she tries to hurry off—all tears, fawning up at her, till she takes her in her arms… That’s how you look, Patroclus, streaming live tears.

People search for love as if it were a city lost beneath the desert dunes, where pleasure is the law, the streets are lined with brocade cushions, and the sun never sets.