525 Quotes About Affection

To follow the way of true affection, for all is much more arduous, compared to that of true love, for one, but following the difficult way, takes humans, to understand the creation and meaning of that.

There is always a difference you will see between me and others. maybe the way of doing things for you or maybe the things i tell you while talking to you maybe the way i care for you. Its not that they can't do it for you but just that the way i do no one can ever will.

Those favored with the double-portion flavor of affluence and influence often fail to express affection for the affliction of the unfortunate.

This is time for us. Memory. A nostalgia. The pain of absence. But it isn't absence that causes sorrow. It is affection and love. Without affection, without love, such absences would cause us no pain. For this reason, even the pain caused by absence is in the end something good and even beautiful. Because it feeds on that which gives meaning to life.

You want me to talk about love, to give you a hold, something to feel, to admire or obtain. I will not give you a straw to grasp, and in this emptiness you will be taken by yourself. You are love so don’t try to be a lover.

Emotion integrates but emotivity isolates. So free yourself from affectivity. In this absence of emotivity, you may have the impression at first that you become indifferent. But very soon you’ll see that there is really affection for your surroundings. Emotion, affection, is giving.

It may be difficult to believe," he said. "I know it may have come across as... romantic, because of how I act when I get her letters. Because of that dress she sent me. But sometimes two people have a deep connection. It makes romance seem trivial. It isn't about anything carnal. It's about souls. About the deepest part of who you are as a person.

I love our Lord with all my heart. But He wants me to love Our Lady in a special way and to go to Him with my hand in Mary's. My affection for her is like that of a tiny child for its mother. You know, Nines, how a baby clings to his mother's skirt when he is learning to walk? Well, that is the way Our Lord wants me to cling to Our Lady's blue mantle.

The lights began to dim; Cosima reached back for my hand. Darkness always prompts her affection.