2 Stroke Love Quotes

#1. I stroke it to the East, and I stroke it to the West, and I stroke it to the woman that I love best. I be strokin'.

Clarence Carter

#2. may my touch
always...be tender

as i would stroke
mother's cheeks
when she cried.

Sanober Khan

#3. I love black because it affirms, designs and styles. A woman in a black dress is a pencil stroke.

Yves Saint-Laurent

#4. But it was hard to keep his hands still. He could almost feel them twitching emphatically with his strong desire to reach out and stroke the dog's head. He had such a terrible yearning to love something again, and the dog was such a beautiful ugly dog.

Richard Matheson

#5. You think I love flattery (says Dr. Johnson), and so I do; but a little too much always disgusts me: that fellow Richardson, on the contrary, could not be contented to sail quietly down the stream of reputation, without longing to taste the froth from every stroke of the oar.

Samuel Johnson

#6. Fully revealed, the green eyes pierced her heart. In them, she sensed pain, loneliness and despair. Yet they weren't seeing her. Focused on the movement of the blade, the mesmerizing gaze seemed a world away. Stroke after stroke, the unmasked face appeared in the mirror.

Chris Lange

#7. Love has many guises, Thea. Sometimes it's a stroke of lightning as it was for your father, other times a slow building storm as it was for me, but the one thing that never changes is that it must be nurtured. You can't kick a heart and expect it not to flinch. This,

Nalini Singh

#8. Don't act so callous to blank out good friends who failed on their way to success, just because something unusual hindered them, but you meandered out by a stroke of luck.

Michael Bassey Johnson

#9. Until Elle.
I'd never known complete perfection until I made love to her for the first time. Every touch, kiss, stroke, or caress made was all in a need to show her how much I cared. How much I loved her.

Angela McPherson

#10. Our merciful Father has no pleasure in the sufferings of His children; He chastens them in love; He never inflicts a stroke He could safely spare; He inflicts it to purify as well as to punish, to caution as well as to cure, to improve as well as to chastise.

Hannah More

#11. Then I knew: this wasn't just a passion I felt for my model. My feelings about him had nothing to do with how his looks inspired me; he was far more than a muse. With every stroke of pencil and crayon, I had drawn Will into my heart.
I was in love with him.

Sharon Biggs Waller

#12. As we passed over the dark bridge her wan face fell lazily against my coat's shoulder and the formidable stroke of thirty died away with the reassuring pressure of her hand.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#13. I wanted to reach out and stroke her, to be gentle and tender towards her. Take care of her.

James Lusarde

#14. ... I craved to stroke that delicate skin and run my fingers through her tresses as she moaned with hunger. I would grip a thick section of her hair in my hands, wrap it around my fingers, and take her from behind. And she would scream my name.

Kenya Wright

#15. I stroked his long, appreciative back, all the way to the tip of his striped tail, and thought how frustrating it was that we can take such liberties with animals, but not with people. I wanted to stroke her head -this girl I secretly knew was called Flynn.

Joanne Horniman

#16. I buy 1920s iridescent Scottish glass. I love the way the sun hits it every morning. You touch something and you know. To me, people should buy something they love. Buy something you'd want to come downstairs and stroke.

Judith Miller

#17. When I was a kid if I was unhappy, I'd stroke my dog. I was into bringing injured birds into the house, RSPCA activities. And the relationship that you have with animals, you can get that from your children: that unquestioning love and adoration and equal need.

Steve McFadden

#18. With a stroke of love on the canvas of my soul I'm painting a perfect world with shades of Michelangelo With each promise made in every heart that knows we can live in a perfect world in shades of Michelangelo I hear songs of children echo in the sky I hear songs of children a tomorrow so bright!

Belinda Carlisle

#19. When we're in a human body, we don't care about universal collapse - instead, we care only about a meeting of the eyes, a glimpse of bare flesh, the caressing tones of a loved voice, joy, love, light, the orientation of a house plant, the shade of a paint stroke, the arrangement of hair.

David Eagleman

#20. Boom, baby. How you like me now?" Beckett wanted to stroke her hair, but it was a knotty, bloody mess. He felt proud.
She laughed. "Pretty damn good, I'll give you that."
"I love your laugh. I need more of it." He pulled her closer and kissed her forehead.

Debra Anastasia

#21. Afterward she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

Sara Gruen

#22. The wonder of the cross is that in the very same stroke it satisfies both the love of God and the justice of God.

Timothy Keller

#23. I love fucking you, he whispered, still moving inside me, slow and delicious, burying himself with every stroke.

Alessandra Torre

#24. I want to soothe him, want to stroke his cheek and run my fingers through his hair. I want to pull his head to my breast and whisper soft words, and I want to make love to him slowly and sweetly until the shadows of the night are gone and the morning light bathes us in color.

J. Kenner

#25. There lived a poet in the lands of gold,
Wrote along poems unaffected by warmth or cold,
His words spoke truth and pen's stroke was bold,
His only motive: lives to mould

Adhish Mazumder

#26. The desire to touch her, to kiss her would end up with her walking away and him hurting again. So why the hell did he reach up and stroke her cheek with the back of his knuckle?

Leah Braemel

#27. When he fell down the stairs, he told people he'd had a stroke. He was just pissed out of his skull. I love Dirk, he is such a drama queen.

Ava Gardner

#28. People who have had a stroke and are recovering from it love being read to ... especially by someone who is a good reader - it does help them to get better.

Ruth Rendell

#29. The Holy Spirit is like the wind. It can be gentle enough to stroke a leaf but hard enough to bend a tree. God provides us rest, but He'll also bring us an inch away from our breaking point. Both are done in love.

Alisa Hope Wagner

#30. I don't just like sexual double entendres I love them, I stroke them, I milk them, I spank them when they're naughty.

Craig Ferguson