I still believed in people, loved them, and sacrificed myself.
I loved you in this life and the last.
The boy was jubilant to be with a dad he loved and away from an overly strict mom.
I also dreamed that I might gather the wild herbs, or carry evergreens to such villagers as loved to be reminded of the woods, even to the city, by hay-cart loads.
This was the man she loved, and they were engaged.
After all, they had known and loved each other for a long time.
Dusty gazed at him, sensing how much he loved his sister and how hurt he was by his own actions.
I loved him and he left me.
Not only because she loved him, but also because she trusted him.
If you loved me, why didn't you let me make love to you?
I know Martha had her days when I could have killed her but I loved her too.
"Oh, he loves me so!" said Helene, who for some reason imagined that Pierre too loved her.
They loved one child as much as the other, but one child could never take the place of another.
Of course she loved him, but somewhere inside she still cringed at that sinful word.
The Alex she knew loved her and the children.
She needs to be loved... touched.
How could anyone who loved so thoroughly be guilty of the things she suspected?
She told me she thought she loved Giddon, but at the same time she was having Howard investigate him.
She knew little about Bordeaux except that she loved him.
I thought he loved us.
She had once loved her father – probably still did.
He loved her and she loved him.
Why had she thought he loved her?
While Betsy loved her position, she was far more enchanted with our success and would adopt it as a full time venture in a minute.
While she truly loved nursing, she too reveled in our accomplishments, second only to her unborn child.
In less than a month in early spring our lives were totally changed and we loved it.
He loved Molly and she thinks the world of him.
No, I decided, Betsy was my wife and I loved her dearly.
Then Ronnie got up and said how he and mom loved each other and how she still loved her daughter Annie and it sounded like my sister was her only child.
Knowing Howie, I felt certain he loved her enough to forgive her.
Betsy loved reveled in it and it fulfilled my needs; the wine did the trick and, I was hungry and the food tasted good.
The old man was still sitting in the ornamental garden, like a fly impassive on the face of a loved one who is dead, tapping the last on which he was making the bast shoe, and two little girls, running out from the hot house carrying in their skirts plums they had plucked from the trees there, came upon Prince Andrew.
Yes, indeed, I loved her.
"I not only understood her, but it was just that inner, spiritual force, that sincerity, that frankness of soul-- that very soul of hers which seemed to be fettered by her body--it was that soul I loved in her... loved so strongly and happily..." and suddenly he remembered how his love had ended.
He said that in all his life he had loved and still loved only one woman, and that she could never be his.
Afterwards when he had received a name and wealth he dared not think of her because he loved her too well, placing her far above everything in the world, and especially therefore above himself.
It is possible to love someone dear to you with human love, but an enemy can only be loved by divine love.
That is why I experienced such joy when I felt that I loved that man.
And of them all, I loved and hated none as I did her.
With a softened, happy, timid look she watched the boy she loved in the arms of the man she loved.
Her position in the house was such that only by sacrifice could she show her worth, and she was accustomed to this and loved doing it.
She knew that Natasha loved no one but Prince Andrew and had never ceased to love him.