I love a good massage, and they gotta go deep.
When love is deep, much can be accomplished.
Love . . . is like nature, but in reverse; first it fruits, then it flowers, then it seems to wither, then it goes deep, deep down into its burrow, where no one sees it, where it is lost from sight, and ultimately people die with that secret buried i...
On a deep almost preconscious level we know, not with our minds but deep in our hearts the truth of the words, love never ends.
This love is so deep it cannot be undone.
I love really, really deep, dark-as-Russia storylines. I love supernatural aspects. I grew up with ghost stories.
I love diving into different skins, skins that make me feel deep emotions.
Unconditional love really exists in each of us. It is part of our deep inner being. It is not so much an active emotion as a state of being. It's not 'I love you' for this or that reason, not 'I love you if you love me.' It's love for no reason, love...
Deep within ourselves, we find the inner being, the inner source of love, which is our true nature. Love is the only reality, because only love works.
My pit of love is too shallow, I can't fall deep.
Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep-burning, unquenchable.
On 'Grey's Anatomy' I wouldn't care what I was playing - I would play a corpse, 'cause I love it that much. It is deep true love, and it will never die.
Just in case you haven't heard it in a while, I Love You. My deep felt love for all creatures living includes precious beings like you!
I love deep cleavage on the foot. It reminds me of Berlin in 1930s, 'Cabaret.'
Deep in earth my love is lying And I must weep alone.
The deepness of human love and dignity will define the tolerance of humanity.
Those.. we use to abuse in front of others.. somewhere deep inside.. we wish to be like them..
I love children and I love family and I love that interaction. Because I had a really close relationship with my mother, I understand that deep powerful love, and it's so beautiful. To be a mother to a child is the most brilliant gift; it's gorgeous.
Love is like a friendship caught on fire. In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.
A rare, deep and passionate love.
'Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow,' if you go through the lyrics, is such a haunting melody, and the words are, for a pop song, pretty deep and dark.
