As a child, I loved being onstage. I loved singing, I loved the lights, I loved the adrenaline. I even loved learning lines. I was completely obsessive.
I love Toronto. I love it. I love Toronto. I love Canada. I can't wait to get back. Can't wait to have some Timbits.
People ask about love. Real love. I was never in love; the people around me didn't love me. They were just along for the ride.
What I love - and I'm a journalist - and what I love is finding hidden patterns; I love being a data detective.
The fickleness of the women I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.
I've learned that 'love' is used a lot in the States for everything: 'I love that burger,' 'I love my shoes,' 'I love a friend.' To me, if it's overused, it loses meaning.
But it's easier to say 'I love you', than 'Yours, sincerely' I suppose.
To love what you do. You must do what you love.
With every cell in my bleeding heart I love you
Love is most powerful Love is most resourceful Love is most wonderful Love is most blissful.
Edward: Goodbye. [Kim kisses Edward] Kim: I love you.
Coach Norman Dale: I love you guys.
[comforting his daughter] Cooper: Murph, I love you, forever.
[repeated line] Ben Thomas: I love you.
I love all of the arts. I love motion pictures. I love stage. I love theater.
I love, love, love John Mayer. He's incredible. I love all of his records and even his John Mayer Trio stuff.
I love you like a big fish
The key to obtain true love is not only by one showing love to another but by the other to return love.
If you love someone let them know, if you hate someone learn to love them.
Simon: I love you Isabelle Lightwood! I love you and I will not go away until you tell me you love me too! Isabelle: Take your clothes and go! Simon: Isabelle! Stop throwing clothes at me! Just because your a Shadowhunter and I'm a vampire doesn't me...
Batshit Kind of Love The type of love that can’t be described with words… The type of love that can’t be measured by time… The type of love that inspires haters to hate… The type of love that makes no sense to those around you… The type o...
