Quotes About Morning And Love Her

#1. Kiss an angel good morning and love her like the devil when you get back home.

Ashley Purdy

#2. My love lives outside my window
Clouds burst to give water
So her love can grow
My love smiles to me each morning
Says she'll never leave me
And I know it's so

Stevie Wonder

#3. Do I sometimes hope I wake up in the morning and people are like, 'What's wrong with her? She looks emaciated.' Of course I would love that. I'm such a clothes whore, I would love the opportunity to be a hanger. But I think I'm more confident than I've ever felt in my life.

Melissa McCarthy

#4. Every morning when I wake up, I kiss her forehead as symbol of gratitude and appreciation and she repays me back with a lovely smile.

M.F. Moonzajer

#5. She was in love with the Great Sultan of Kad. And this was no crush. It was as real as the sun rising each morning, as the blood in her veins and the curve of the rail under her fingers. She felt the truth in every nerve, every inch of her skin.

Cate Rowan

#6. And all I could think was that I would like to spend every morning for the rest of my life waking up beside her

Nicholas Sparks

#7. Every night she breaks your heart, and yet every morning you love her more. If that's not enough, nothing will be!

Sarvesh Jain

#8. His days passed like this, slow and methodical. And then one morning he saw her. She had brown hair and blue eyes and red shoes and a big yellow clasp in her hair.
And then there was no more peace and quiet for Ove.

Fredrik Backman

#9. She was full of some strange energy that morning. Her every movement had purpose and life and she seemed to find satisfaction in every little thing.

Anna Godbersen

#10. And then I began to drift, fighting tears. I used to come here with Miriam. Miriam, my heart's desire. What was troubling her this morning? Maybe Kate had reproached her on the phone for leaving me? How dare Kate.
Oh yeah? Go for it, my darling. Remind her of what she's missing. No, don't.

Mordecai Richler

#11. She was definitely the sort of girl who puts her hands over a husband's eyes, as he is crawling in to breakfast with a morning head, and says Guess who!

P.G. Wodehouse

#12. He wanted to wake up every morning to her. Go to sleep with his body wrapped tightly around hers. He wanted her to have his child - his children. He knew he wanted to live out the rest of his life with her by his side and when he died, he wanted to die in her arms.

Christine Feehan

#13. I love playing 'Madame Vastra.' Although I do suffer, spending three-and-a-half hours in make-up every morning to have her lizard skin put on. I was so excited the first day when we did the make-up test, but after six hours, I was like, 'Can we finish now?'

Neve McIntosh

#14. She died early the next morning, her hand in mine, as the sun flooded through her window and the light in those luminous eyes of hers faded away forever.

Michael Schmicker

#15. We're not going to make love? And I'm relieved. In fact, he's had a totally hands-off approach with me all day. I wonder if I should be alarmed by this turn of events, but since my inner goddess has left the building and taken my libido with her, I'll think about it in the morning.

E.L. James

#16. Her smile surfaced and my morning started to brighten up

Nimish Tanna

#17. I love Adele, I want her to be my best friend. She could come to the U.S., live with me and sing to me every morning.

Amber Riley

#18. Even now, whenever I think of her, I envision a quiet Sunday morning. A gentle, clear day, just getting under way. No homework to do, just a Sunday when you could do what you wanted. She always gave me this kick-back-and-relax, Sunday-morning kind of feeling.

Haruki Murakami

#19. Nature is sanative, refining, elevating. How cunningly she hides every wrinkle of her inconceivable antiquity under roses, and violets, and morning dew! Every inch of the mountains is scarred by unimaginable convulsions, yet the new day is purple with the bloom of youth and love.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#20. He turned his head, kissed the top of her head. "I love you."
"It sounds lovely in bed, in the dark, when everything's quiet."
"Because it's true. And it'll be true in the morning.

Nora Roberts

#21. Maybe Leland would appear there by chance in the morning his chin freshly shaved against his stiff new collar and upon seeing his love in such duress would spring into action. Maybe he would even carry her out like a princess in a bedtime story.

Anna Godbersen

#22. I love my daughter, but she had me on couscous and fixed me pastas and made me eat oatmeal every morning and what else, turkey burgers, turkey bacon, and that kind of stuff. So she wants her dad to live a long time, and I do, too.

Dusty Baker

#23. The first morning after Westley's departure, Buttercup thought she was entitled to do nothing more than sit around moping and feeling sorry for herself. After all, the love of her life had fled, life had no meaning, how could you face the future, et cetera, et cetera.

William Goldman

#24. Lena's hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not up close.

Kami Garcia

#25. But the next morning, while night owls slept, I climbed trembling to her cubicle and woke her, weeping aloud with a crazed love that lasted until it was carried away without mercy by the violent wind of real life.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez

#26. Unlike lovers they possessed no past; unlike man and wife, they possessed no future; yet up to in this morning Nicole had liked Abe better than anyone except Dick
and he had been heavy, belly-frightened, with love for her for years.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#27. I began to see how deep the well of her loving was, and how much her happiness and confidence depended on drawing that love into the light, and sharing it. And love was beautiful in her. It was a clear sky she gave us with those eyes, and a summer morning with her smile.

Gregory David Roberts

#28. When she remembers to look at herself in a spiritual light, she sees the deep capacity for love this pain has brought her. The realization fills her with wonder. Now she can rise in the morning and greet the new day with eagerness and grace.

Harold Kemp

#29. Evie," he whispered next to her ear, "I want to make love to you, hold you in my arms, until the moon crosses the sky and the morning comes.

Caroline Fyffe

#30. When the fair gold morning of April stirred Mary Hawley awake, she turned over to her husband and saw him, little fingers pulling a frog mouth at her.

John Steinbeck

#31. This morning I heard: the hesitancy in her voice wasn't ordinary sincerity but a lot of it, and her tone wasn't only friendly, it was intimate, private, longing. The words, quiet and simple as they were, were strong, deep tosses that landed close, and loud.

Dagoberto Gilb

#32. To fill our lives with joy, the morning sun touches our hearts with the warmth of her kindness and the light of her love. Let us be like the sun touch someone's life with kindness every morning.

Debasish Mridha

#33. Each morning I face her window and pray that our love can be, cause that brownstone house where my baby lives is Mecca.

Gene Pitney

#34. I love Demi Lovato's style. It's really different, but it's super chic and has a cool edge to it. I'm always trying to channel her style when going shopping for new clothes or getting dressed in the morning.

Kelli Berglund

#35. That night she dreamed of the deer. Strangely, the animal was holding her. She cuddled close into the soft fur and touched and kissed it gently. In the morning her pillow was wet with tears.

Julie Andrews Edwards

#36. I made love to her in the sweetness of the weary morning. Then, two tired angels of some kind, hung-up forlornly in an LA shelf, having found the closest and most delicious thing in life together, we fell asleep and slept till late afternoon.

Jack Kerouac

#37. He looked up at the round, stained glass window in front of him, a blurred kaleidoscope backlit in the morning sun. It glowed. The color of heaven. Of her hair.
He sat back and cracked open the dry, leather cover of a pew Bible, and a mixture of sweat and tears christened its pristine pages.

Red Tash

#38. Our family's special holiday tradition is going over to my grandparent's house on Christmas morning. My grandma cooks a big breakfast, and I love hearing her tell old funny stories.

Caroline Sunshine