Quotes About His Love For Me

#1. He loved me. I do not doubt that. In hindsight, I do not believe that I loved him. I simply felt his love for me, burning and all-consuming, and reflected it back, as the cold light of the moon reflects the light of the sun. I did not know that at the time. I thought I loved him.

Neil Gaiman

#2. God could give me no greater token of his love for me than you.

Julie Berry

#3. There are days when my heart is troubled, and just being in the Lord's presence and thinking about His love for me fills my heart with inexplicable peace and joy.

Joseph Prince

#4. He wants to prove to me that his love for me must not interfere with his freedom

Leo Tolstoy

#5. If I stopped loving Him, I would cease to believe in His love. If I loved God, then I would believe in His love for me. It's not enough to need it. We have to love first, and I don't know how. But I need it, how I need it.

Graham Greene

#6. There's something so human and warm about my dad.
It's his love of the people around him.
His love for his wife and children.
His love for me. It's more powerful than anything I've ever known.

Krista Ritchie

#7. He's silent for a few seconds staring back at me with his soulful blue eyes. Even though he never says a word I can feel his emotions rising up inside him. He reaches out to wipe the tear from my cheek and I feel his love for me, smell it, taste it, his love is intoxicating.

Sheena Hutchinson

#8. He fills me with his honesty, his love for me, and for a moment ... he fills me with a piece of our forevers.

Colleen Hoover

#9. I didn't need him to say it, because I was surrounded in his love for me.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#10. I am a slave of Ramakrishna, who left his work to be done by me and will not give me rest till I have finished it. And oh, how shall I speak of him? Oh, his love for me!

Swami Vivekananda

#11. He only loved his love for me

Charles Baxter

#12. I thought life's answers were out there somewhere. Now I realize the answers are in me, in my faith in Jesus and His love for me.

Rachel Hauck

#13. His love for me seemed to overflow my limits by its flood of wealth and service. But my necessity was more for giving than foe receiving; for love is a vagabond, who can make his flowers bloom in the wayside dust, better than in the crystal jars kept in the drawing-room.

Rabindranath Tagore

#14. my father...there was never any mistaking his love for me. When I walked into the room, his eyes lit up and he wrapped me in his arms as if it was Christmas morning and I was the best gift imaginable.

Eric Ripert

#15. I knew he never loved me like he loved her, but I wanted him anyway. I knew his love for me was conditional, but I wanted him anyway. I knew I was second choice, but I wanted him anyway.

Tarryn Fisher

#16. That stranger handed me a letter written in my beloved's tears. I opened it, and the letters faded away just like his love for me.

Natalya Vorobyova

#17. I think I've been waiting for the big gesture, the one where the guy stands in the rain and declares his love or makes some scene at a football game that ends with the crowd doing the slow clap. It's official. Romantic comedies have ruined me.

Lex Martin

#18. Give your false prophet a message for me. Tell him Jesus befriended the whores and the thieves and the sinners. Tell him his Old Testament God is dead. God doesn't punish the wicked and save the righteous. God is love.

Jennifer Bosworth

#19. His face contained for me all possibilities of fierceness and sweetness, pride and submissiveness, violence, self-containment. I never saw more in it than I had when I saw it first, because I saw everything then. The whole thing in him that I was going to love, and never catch or explain.

Alice Munro

#20. What love it to me ... is his happiness. I'm not like you where I fall in love so I can be happy. All I need is for him to be smiling.

Kim Su-mi

#21. Your thigh? Your shoulder? Is there any part of you that hasn't been hurt yet?"
He seemed to be contemplating my question for a moment and then he nodded. He tapped his chest. "Yeah, my heart." He looked over at me. "But its feeling mighty vulnerable these days, so who knows.

Tess Oliver

#22. I'll say I'm sorry for the rest of my life if you'll forgive me," he whispered in her ear.
"I want to hate you."
He pressed his forehead to hers. "You want to, but you don't?"
"I love you, you ass.

Bernadette Marie

#23. Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.

Nalini Singh

#24. For me, the reading of the scriptures is not the pursuit of scholarship. Rather, it is a love affair with the word of the Lord and that of His prophets.

Gordon B. Hinckley

#25. His eyes burned mine. "You just fight for what you want Katherine. The question is, how much do you want me?" Am I worth the fight? The question was implied and his eyes were begging me for assurance.

Carolina Soto

#26. For me I feel close to the Savior when I can do in a small way for someone else, what He would do if He were there. In a way, that's what being an instrument in all about ... to make it possible for His love to reach more of His children.

Barbara W. Winder

#27. I don't want to fuck you, Elle. I want to make love to you. Take me gently, angel." I moan at his words and come back in a little too eagerly. "Gently," he whispers, halting me for an instant before I place my lips tenderly on his.

Lena Black

#28. You let Mal come back for me. After you gave me your vow."
"He broke away," said Tamar.
I lifted a brow. The day Mal could break Tolya's hold was indeed a day of miracles.
Tolya hung his head and heaved his huge shoulders. "Forgive me," he said. "I couldn't be the one to keep him from you.

Leigh Bardugo

#29. I saw Jonathan after he faced the fear demon, you know. It showed itself to him as you. That told me all I needed to know. The greatest fear in Jonathan's life is the love he feels for his sister.

Cassandra Clare

#30. Well sue me for staring. I'd be willing to scrub away my shame on his washboard abs.

Tia Giacalone

#31. You have the body of a god and the smile of a demon. I walk towards you, barefoot, a believer walking a religious path. I wrap my arms around your neck, a priest hugging his crucifix.
I offer you my all. Burn me like incense.
Let's make all the church bells in hell ring just for us.

Malak El Halabi

#32. I love the way you taste," she said as she licked her lips. And that made his erection flare in her hand. "Climb up on me," he said gruffly. "I want to be inside you - climb up." For

J.R. Ward

#33. Lifting his head to set his chin in the middle of her chest, Gage looked her in the eyes and murmured back, "Because you make me want to be more man than animal. You make me want to live and love deeply enough for one lifetime rather than live hundreds of lifetimes without you." - Gage

Jessie Lane

#34. We drive in silence until I need an answer, "What did he say to you at the elevator?" I look straight ahead when I ask.
"He thanked me for being there for you, even as a boy, when he could not protect you himself. He told me that I had his permission to love you.

Tara Brown

#35. Everything began all over again immediately: arrival of manuscripts, requests, people's stories, each person mercilessly pushing ahead his own little demand (for love, for gratitude): No sooner has she departed than the world deafens me with its continuance.

Roland Barthes

#36. I was frightened even by God. I could not believe in His love, only in His punishment. Faith. That, I felt, was the act of facing the tribunal of justice with one's head bowed to receive the scourge of God. I could believe in hell, but it was impossible for me to believe in the existence of heaven.

Osamu Dazai

#37. It is enough for me by day To walk the same bright earth with him; Enough that over us by night The same great roof of stars is dim. I do not hope to bind the wind Or set a fetter on the sea
It is enough to feel his love Blow by like music over me.

Sara Teasdale

#38. I didn't need one so pissed at his ex-wife he'd make me fall in love with him before apologizing for leading me on. He wanted to hurt women, and nothing froze my creative juices like heartache.

C.D. Reiss

#39. He taught me to be a Da Vinci
and I sit here, with his portraits
waiting for him to return
I do not think he will
Is that what it means to be human
to be all powerful,
to build a temple to yourself
and leave
only the walls to pray

Phil Kaye

#40. You love me?"
He smiled. "Fuck yeah."
"I'm glad, because it's rare for one-sided relationships to work out well."
His smile widened. "Is that your very poor way of telling me you love me?"
"It was pretty poor, wasn't it?

Suzanne Wright

#41. He took my hands, holding them between us. "Please, just do this for me. Don't ask questions." he turned my hand over and kissed my palms. "Don't ask to be hurt. Don't fight. Just love me." His voice was soft enough to turn stone to putty, and all desire to defy him left me.

C.D. Reiss

#42. I explained to the lady my love for John and his work, and she made it possible for me to purchase one of the 24 proofs, the one for 'I'm So Tired,' which I have on my piano at home.

Arthur Godfrey

#43. There is, however, equally great incentive to worship and love God in the thought that, for some unfathomable reason, he wants me as his friend, and desires to be my friend, and has given his Son to die for me in order to realize this purpose.

J.I. Packer

#44. And do I still have that look?" he asked.
"Yes just there," she kissed his eye. "The desire to love me is still there. If you look closely you can see mine for you, my tears never washed it away.

Racquel McDonnell

#45. Our lips connected and for one brief, amazing moment Dean melted into me. His hands trailed up my back, pulling my body closer. His lips were warm and soft, lingering against mine, and then suddenly ... gone.

Sarah Darlington

#46. Adam has the most engaging smile and I realize, this is a private smile reserved just for me ... like he's waited his whole life for just one smile.

Ashley Pullo

#47. Why do you think Jesus used wine to symbolize his blood? ...
I think the Lord used wine for dozens of reasons, but one of the most convincing for me is the fact that crafting a glass of fine wine is nothing less than a very intentional, almost sacrificial, act of love.

Nicole Baart

#48. Why is he so altered? From what can it proceed? It cannot be for my sake that his manners are thus softened ... It is impossible that he should still love me.

Jane Austen

#49. I heard once that real love doesn't ask what is in it for me; it just gives unconditionally. It just tries to take the weight out of somebody else's pack, lessen his load, and if it gets reciprocated, that's great, but that isn't what you did it for.

Donald Miller

#50. She tiptoed her fingers along his back. "Were you really making love to me?"
He rolled back over onto her. "If you have to ask, then I'm obviously not doing it well enough. Let me try a bit more diligently before I go searching for a dragon.

Lorraine Heath

#51. We're strong together, Hayley. Stronger then we are apart."
"I don't feel strong," I whisper.
"Then I'll be strong enough for both of us."
My fingers dig into his shoulders and I cling to him.
"I love you.

Katie McGarry

#52. The affectionate farce I make of him ignores the ways I feel his lack of love for me. But we are managing.

Lorrie Moore

#53. And said with the softness of repressed violence, 'I am not one to stick his neck out; it is a bit of a reach. I was waiting for the smallest sign that you could love me ... I never got it.'
Laertes, Count of Samothrace

Rebecca Ashe

#54. Will knelt beside me. I wished I could have taken a holo of him at that moment and played it for him the next time he kicked me out of his room. He never would believe he was the same brother who had once tried to knock me out with a pillow.

Cameron Stracher

#55. What is it you would have of me?"
His amber eyes were shiny and bright and filled with his heart as he stared at her. "I would have you, my love," he breathed. "Every day for the rest of my life. I've come to marry you, Nyn. If you'll have me.

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#56. The Lord will fulfill his purpose for me; your love, O Lord, endures forever - do not abandon the works of your hands.

Anonymous

#57. God, I love spending time with you." His smile eases me. "Don't get mad at me, but I'm going to say something and I have no apologies for saying it." I raise my eyebrows in curiosity. "You look fucking hot in that bikini.

Jeannine Colette

#58. And now I want love. Lust is no good for me. I want love. His love.

Philippa Gregory

#59. I don't deserve your love, Eden. You have my heart, but yours should remain in your chest. Save it for a better man. Save it for someone who's worth it." His eyes shimmered as tears threatened to spill over. "You need to leave me."
"No," I told him, grabbing his face. "I need to love you.

Karina Halle

#60. And just as love has two sides, so too does Death. While Ismae will serve as His mercy, I will not, for that is not how He fashioned me. Every death I have witnessed, every horror I have endured, has forged me to be who I am
Death's justice.

R.L. LaFevers

#61. I love people who expect me to wear great, feathery costumes- and I do it. It's like an actor getting into his costume for his part. I don't really feel that part until I'm into whatever I'm going to wear.

Elton John

#62. I truly have a village supporting me. My son has godmothers, godfathers, grandparents and so many others in his life who love him as much as I do. They're there for both of us. I may not have a mate or husband, but I'm definitely not a single parent.

Jill Scott

#63. She continued. "I love my people, James," she said, and his name on her tongue was indescribably sweet. "I am proud to be Asante, as I am sure you are proud to be Fante, but after I lost my brothers, I decided that as for me, Akosua, I will be my own nation.

Yaa Gyasi

#64. He sighed and then focused his eyes right on me. It was like drowning, drowning in seas of green. There was nothing in the world except for those eyes.
"I want to kiss you, Rose," he said softly. "And I want you to want me too.

Richelle Mead

#65. He reached up and traced her cheek with the outside of his fingers. "Guys like me look for reasons. We look for explanations. I've been trying for hours to make sense out of this, and I only know two things. When it comes to you and Santa Claus, 'sense' doesn't work. And I love you.

Sierra Donovan

#66. He was everything I needed because his entire character had been molded by my deepest wants and desires. He was my rock when I cried, my playmate when I laughed, and my hero when I needed to imagine that one existed for me.

Richelle E. Goodrich

#67. Love hath so long possessed me for his own
And made his lordship so familiar.

Dante Alighieri

#68. It was not nails that held Jesus to that wretched cross; it was his unqualified resolution, out of love for his Father, to do his Father's will-and it was his love for sinners like me.

D. A. Carson

#69. I want something from Daddy that he is not able to give me ... It is only that I long for Daddy's real love: not only as his child, but for me - Anne, myself.

Anne Frank

#70. They do love their pretty colors," grumbled Tolya. "Don't give me any ideas," I whispered. "Maybe I'll decide my personal guard should wear bright yellow pantaloons." For the first time, I saw an expression very much like fear cross his face.

Leigh Bardugo

#71. He once had lips as cold as stone and a heart that equally matched, but I had managed to warm him up and now all I could sense was his need for me.

Jason Lloyd

#72. Dear papa, I love you so much!' she replied, twining her arms around his neck. 'I love you all the better for never letting me have my own way, but always making me obey and keep to rules.

Martha Finley

#73. Nobody has ever looked at me the way he's looking at me at this moment. Like I'm his possession. Like if anyone else were to touch me, he'd break both their legs and an arm for good measure.

A. Zavarelli

#74. God, do I love this man. The way he touches me, the way he kisses me. The cuts of his body and the intensity of his eyes. He is a drug that I have no way of resisting, bad for my soul, but so heartbreakingly perfect in its deliverance.

Alessandra Torre

#75. You never told me how the story ends, Gabe."
She held her breath, waiting for his response.
His expression held all the love and desire she knew he felt for her.
"It doesn't.

Bella Andre

#76. I studied his face, and as I did, I realized that he was studying me, our thoughts tangling in mid-air for a moment.

Kate White

#77. Why couldn't I just meet a normal guy for a change? Preferably one that didn't love his car more than me, or one that didn't need his five-a-day in the form of blood infusions. Was that too much to ask?

Jayde Scott

#78. Christ loved me enough to die for me while I was yet His enemy. If God had waited for me to learn to love Him before He died, I would never have been saved. I knew that with my head, but when I met someone who behaved in such a completely Christlike way, I was amazed. - Helen Roseveare

Noel Piper

#79. The truth was, I loved a man who would never love me. I wasn't enough for him, or he would have stayed. Chasing him was futile. He didn't want to be found. He'd given me what I had come here for: closure. I had my closure, and he had his.

Abbi Glines

#80. I loved him. I loved him in a way I'd never loved another person. I could only see him. I could only fear for him and what would happen to him when this was over. He'd sacrificed his reputation knowing he might have nothing left. For me.

Mercy Celeste

#81. We need God to give us a holy obsession with bringing him glory and increasing his reputation. I can't manufacture love for God on my own. I love my life too much. I count my life as too precious. I need God to help me love his honor above everything else.

Stephen Altrogge

#82. His green-flecked brown eyes twinkle, and we laugh together, easy and light. He opens the door for me, and I say goodbye, floating over to where my family waits in our Winnebago. And I can't tell you if my feet actually touch the ground, because at this very moment, this Bird, well, she flies.

Alecia Whitaker

#83. Dark waves fell along the side of his face and he stared, pleading for me to see more of him. To see the truth.
Maybe I want to be the kind of guy a girl like you believes in.

Angela Parkhurst

#84. A mandarin fell in love with a courtesan. 'I shall be yours,' she told him, 'when you have spent a hundred nights waiting for me, sitting on a stool, in my garden, beneath my window.' But on the ninety-ninth night, the mandarin stood up, put his stool under his arm, and went away.

Roland Barthes

#85. When he looks back at me, his eyes travel around my face the way fingers dart through the bottom of a drawer, searching for batteries in a blackout.

Holly Schindler

#86. To me, a building - if it's beautiful - is the love of one man, he's made it out of his love for space, materials, things like that.

Martha Graham

#87. You are my destiny, Thalia. You are mine."
He growled into my lips as he continued to make love to me. My hands clenched his shoulders. The markings on his chest made me feel all the love he possessed for me, and I for him. I touched the markings.
"Yours, Forever love.

Jessica Florence

#88. The fiery tickle of outrage burned up her throat. "How the hell would you know that when you never gave me a chance?"
Something dark and scorching flickered behind his eyes. "Because no other girl has ever made me want to forget all my own rules for them.

Airicka Phoenix

#89. I could recognise his soul in mine as much as he could find me in his. Our sole existences seemed to have been for this very moment when nothing else mattered.

X. Williamson

#90. Now I know the truth. Ethan's love won't fix me. I have to do that myself. So, no, his love isn't the cure. But it is something to live for. Without him, I might not want to fix myself. Ethan Dexter makes me want to be a better person. To be brave.

Kristen Callihan

#91. He stayed with her for so long because he liked the idea of being in love. He has an empty well in his heart that needs to be filled by someone. Anyone. But that's not enough for me, and it won't be enough for him either once he finally realizes the truth.

Stephanie Perkins

#92. Listen to the breath of the rain."
They were silent for a minute. Dillon closed his eyes and tried to grasp at what Hunter experienced. Hunter moved closer and put the heat of his breath in Dillon's ear. "I want you to make love to me by the rhythm of the rain," he whispered.

Brandon Shire

#93. You're very insightful, Mr. Capeletti," Matt said, tugging the string again from the hole in his jeans.

"See, you can love me for my mind and my body," Julian said before standing and placing a kiss on Matt's forehead.

Jaime Reese

#94. He wraps his arms around me and holds me tight for a few seconds. His
breaths tickle my ear, and I close my eyes, letting myself finally relax. He
smells like wind and sweat and soap, like Tobias and like safety.

Veronica Roth

#95. Remind me to thank God I don't have a sister."
Caine eyed him critically. He was a filthy heap of blood and soot and sand stuck to the gun oil on his face. "Yeah," without much enthusiasm. "I'll thank Him for ya.

V.S. Carnes

#96. I would do almost anything for him to kiss me; his possessive lips and eager tongue invading my mouth, even the thought sent tingles up my numb spine and lifeless body

Mercy Cortez

#97. This is right, Kai. We love each other."
He closed his eyes. "I'd do anything for you."
"Just love me," I whispered

Wendy Higgins

#98. A lot of people are sitting around waiting for God to tell them what to do. I think God is saying 'Do what you want!' If he wants me to express His love, I need to find a way to do it.

Rich Mullins

#99. I'll make death love me; for I will contend
Even with his pestilent scythe.

William Shakespeare

#100. Tenleigh," he repeated, his voice cracking. "Don't love me. Please don't love me. I can't stay here. Don't love me."
"It's too late." I shook my head back and forth in defiance. "It's too late. I'm not asking you to stay, but it's too late for me not to love you.

Mia Sheridan