I love to read. But I loved to read a lot longer than I started to love writing.
I love acting. I love singing. Eventually, I'd love to go on Broadway. I love New York so much.
Caleb,' I say. 'I love you.
Everywhere I go, I bring Bring, and a feeling of redundancy. I love you because I love you—and because I love you. What more do you want?
I love to work. I know that sounds ridiculous to say because all people love to work, but I love the homework that goes into acting. I love figuring out different ways of playing a scene. I love the energy of being on set. I love not getting enough s...
I love what the Valley does. I love company building. I love startups. I love technology companies. I love new technology. I love this process of invention. Being able to participate in that as a founder and a product creator, or as an investor or a ...
I love making YouTube videos. I love Tumblr, I love Twitter. I love talking with people I find interesting about stuff I find interesting, and the Internet is a great way to do that.
I love making records; I love making music; I love writing songs.
I love the fashion world. I love clothes. I love style.
I love all of his movies. I love all his movies. I love Tom.
I love the fans, I love the game of baseball, and I love Cincinnati baseball.
I love New York. I love the people. I love the anonymity.
The truth is I love you but you reject my love. You would rather be right than loved.
Everthing-absolutely everything-will be my I love you, Eppie.
Love can never make you weak, and love is not restricted to opposite sex. I love my parents, I love my animals, and I love my profession.
I love you is the inscription on Pandora's box.
You are the eternal France, I love you.
I love what I do and I love being an athlete, but I also love all the things that have come with it.
Constanze Mozart: No. I'm not going to marry you. You're a fiend! Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [speaking backwards] Ooy vol I tub. Ooy vol I tub! Constanze Mozart: Tub, but. I. Vol, love... But I love you? Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: [nods, mouths] I love y...
I love you guilty. It makes it easier for me to wrap you around my finger.
I love you, and because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
