Paul Varjak: I love you. Holly Golightly: So what. Paul Varjak: So what? So plenty! I love you, you belong to me! Holly Golightly: [tearfully] No. People don't belong to people. Paul Varjak: Of course they do! Holly Golightly: I'll never let ANYBODY ...
I love the words, because they love me too.
I am addicted to love. Love is my beloved drug.
I love, love, love the street-cart food. Gyros are like a meat-flavored fruit roll-up. A meat roll-up.
My priority is to hang out with the ones I love - my family, my loved ones.
I love story songs because I've always loved books.
Buffy loves Angel. He loves her. And I love Ho Hos.
I've been a musician since childhood, and music is my first love. I love it.
It isn't hard to be in a relationship because I've always loved to be in a relationship, and I love to be in love.
I only love her. I lonely love her.
Music is love, love is music, music is life, and I love my life. Thank you and good night.
I love you as a river loves the sea; my every cell longing for you not me.
I love you as the moon loves the night to show her charm, beauty and magic of light.
I love that she loves me a 10, on a 5-point scale. Well, I know it’s a 5-point scale, though I asked her on a 1-100 scale.
And you, Mom. I loved you. You've asked if i felt and understood that you loved me. of course I did. And you know this. I loved your love because it kept me safe and happy and wanted, and it existed beyond words and hugs and eyes.
...whatever you do, you’ll never kill my love. I love you! It’s only now that I realize I can’t imagine my life without you
I love the freedom of my wings. I love the empty space above the ground. I rejoice in my freedom. Freedom is my religion. Peace is my God. Love is my worship.
I love you Hyung-nim. Always...if you ever feel the need to rip me to shreds and eat me, do it. My blood, my flesh, everything is yours. I won't leave you. I love you Hyung-nim.
Only half a page left now. Shall I fill it with 'I love you, I love you'-- like father's page of cats on the mat? No. Even a broken heart doesn't warrant a waste of good paper.
Homework, I Love You Homework, I love you. I think that you’re great. It’s wonderful fun when you keep me up late. I think you’re the best when I’m totally stressed, preparing and cramming all night for a test. Homework, I love you. What more...
I love Jessica Simpson. I love her voice. She's amazing.
