If ever two were one, then surely we. If ever man were loved by wife, then thee. — Anne Bradstreet Copy Share Image
When a man has once loved a woman, he will do anything for her except love her again. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
“Man would rather be loved for what he has, than be hated for what he lacks.” — Mokokoma Mokhonoana Copy Share Image
“I wanted the first time to be special, and I wanted to give it to a man that I loved "Homecoming” — Keegan Kennedy Copy Share Image
He loved his country as no other man has loved her, but no man deserved less at her hands. — Edward Everett Hale Copy Share Image
When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her. — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“You cannot miss what you never had, but you can miss forever the man you loved and lost.” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“When she looked up at him, it was suddenly easy for her to imagine that her fears were pointless. That he would… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
“That man loved me so hard I knew I’d never do half of what I should to deserve it. And that was… — Rachael Herron Copy Share Image
“And she was attractive. She had an unusual mixture of innocence and individuality. A man who loved her might waken all kinds… — Anne Perry Copy Share Image
Anyone who renounces the world must love all men, for he renounces their world too. He thus begins to have some inkling… — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
“Look at me when I tell you I love you,” he ordered. I focused on the man I loved who loved me… — Kristen Ashley Copy Share Image
“God, she loved this man. She loved his gruff, sweet, thoughtful sides. And his edgy side. She wasn’t in love with the… — Lorelei James Copy Share Image
You will never go wrong in concluding that a man has once loved deeply whatever he hates, and loves it yet; that… — Georg Groddeck Copy Share Image
No man has ever loved a woman as much as I love you. Nothing will ever come before you. I don’t know… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
“You can’t spoil me, Maxon. I don’t want anything.” We were nose to nose by then. “Oh, I know. I don’t intend… — Kiera Cass Copy Share Image
Why have you been staring at me ever since we met? Because I’m not the Gail Wynand you’d heard about. You see,… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
“Once I had thought I was whole -- had seemed to be able to love a man, to bear a child, to… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“I gave my heart to a man who loved me, who wanted to be with me. Who ultimately was afraid of all… — Rachel Thompson Copy Share Image
“I wanted a love so intense it could send me into a brain fever or cause the man who loved me to… — Samantha Ellis Copy Share Image
“I looked at the red tulip. I couldn’t believe he had remembered that I like tulips. I took the paper, folded it… — Rasha Riad Copy Share Image
“You see, I love you. And love is exception-making. If you were in love you’d want to be broken, trampled, dominated, because… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
“He surged upward and paused at her entrance. “Look at me, Alexa.” Half drugged, she opened her eyes and gazed at the… — Jennifer Probst Copy Share Image
“Brisbane had arrived! I had not seen him for nearly two months, and I was not prepared to wait a minute more.… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“I woke at dawn every morning to his touch, the delight of his warmth and the heady smell of his skin. I… — Philippa Gregory Copy Share Image
“I choose to believe that I owe my very life to you--ay--smile, and think it an exaggeration if you will. I believe… — Elizabeth Gaskell Copy Share Image
“Oh, she had loved him – no-one could ever have loved more: she’d been too young to withstand it, a child intoxicated… — Sarah Perry Copy Share Image
“Watching him, she was, for the first time in her life, appreciative of the male form, the smooth play of muscle in… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Of course, no china--however intricate and inviting--was as seductive as my fiancé, my future husband, who continued to eat me alive with… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“It didn’t matter how stupid I was--how dumb, or awkward, or sweaty. It became clearer to me than ever, sitting on that… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
