Love Quote by James Joyce

“She brought a chair into the room and placed it alongside the top of his bed. Then she held his hand as he drifted…

— Alexander McCall Smith

“Her heart still quickened at the memory. The way his strong arms felt around her, his wine-scented breath across her lips, the toe-curling, mind-numbing,…

— Anonymous

“The memory of him tracing the lines of my face filled me. I remembered the touch of his sensitive fingers, following my jawline, running…

— Kim Harrison

“He could not remember when anything had felt so young and fresh as her lips. The rain lay, like tears shed for him, upon…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“As she stooped over him, her tears fell upon his forehead. The boy stirred, and smiled in his sleep, as though these marks of…

— Charles Dickens

“She turned her face to touch her lips to his neck. “Make a memory with me, Hunter,” she whispered huskily. “One more beautiful memory.”

— Catherine Anderson

“Instinct, memory, something, had her taking a step toward him. She slipped on a mossy rock and floundered. He clasped his hands around her…

— M.J. Fredrick

“She remembered the intensity of her desire to undress him, to be naked with him, the way she felt like she could say whatever…

— Lisa Jewell

“They looked at each other and laughed, then looked away, filled with darkness and secrecy. Then they kissed and remembered the magnificence of the…

— D.H. Lawrence

“I remembered only the good and loveable things about him, not the wretchedness he caused me, and the dope, and the resentments and silence…

— Helen Garner

“Her glance, the touch of her hand, set him aflame. He kissed the palm of his hand where she had touched it, and went…

— Leo Tolstoy

“He walked around all the useless things in the courtyard and touched them with his hands; for some reason, he wished that these would…

— Andrei Platonov