Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving — Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Download Customize

Often we withhold our affections, waiting first for love to be extended to us. The irony is that we are loved for loving.

— Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes
Pin Share Tweet Telegram
Topics
affection compassion irony kindness love loving loving others loving someone relationships richelle richelle e goodrich richelle goodrich

More “Affection” Quotes

[I]t is not by being richer or more powerful that a man becomes better; one is a matter of fortune, the other of virtue. — Héloïse d'Argenteuil, The Letters of Abélard and Héloïse
When a woman says she doesn't want to be your fling, it doesn't mean she wants to be your girlfriend either. All the sig — Temitayo Olami
Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing. — Kamand Kojouri
The beauty and mystery of this world only emerges through affection, attention, interest and compassion . . . open your — Orhan Pamuk, My Name is Red
How is it that there was never youuntil there wasand then all was you? — Kamand Kojouri
What is this lovethat makes me see beauty,and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me?What is this lovethat mak — Kamand Kojouri
I can sense your love,why leave me in darkness?Beguile me for your amusement,stealing my soul without kisses. You are th — Kamand Kojouri
This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart’s affections, the o — Roman Payne, Cities & Countries
This was how it was with travel: one city gives you gifts, another robs you. One gives you the heart’s affections, the o — Roman Payne, Cities & Countries
True love is deep spiritual affection. — Lailah Gifty Akita
Few, I believe, have had much affection for mankind, who did not first love their parents, their brothers, sisters, and — Mary Wollstonecraft, A Vindication of the Rights of Woman
I felt sad.I felt cold.I felt hurt.I felt forsaken and lonely.I felt doubtful and hesitant.I felt scared and deeply worr — Richelle E. Goodrich, Slaying Dragons