You did thirst for blood, and with blood I fill you

Love is amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all.

A maiden's longing's a consuming fire;
A hundred times more fierce a nun's desire.

I'm dying for you just to touch me, And feel all the energy rushing right up-a-me. L'amour looks something like you.

a thousand times: “You’re a perfect expression of perfect Love, here and now. You will have a perfect

there's no forsaking what you love
no existential leap
as witnessed here in time and blood
a thousand kisses deep

My love is a thousand French poets puking black blood on your Cure CD collection.

We must use every inch of our blood to take back every inch of our land, you ten thousand youths and soldiers.

Love is worth everything. EVERYTHING

The tide of my love has risen so high let me flood over you.

I am running after you, and life, in desperate pursuit. My dream is that someday you will both turn and let me catch you. That dream carries me through every night... I have enclosed a hundred kisses in this letter. You must count them out carefully and not lose any.

The blood of every single Englishman is too valuable to shed. Our two peoples belong together racially and traditionally. That is and always has been my aim, even if our generals can't grasp it.

Love flows like flowers, and grows like water. I’m so thirsty for romance I could drink a dozen roses.

I want to fill every part of you, breathe the air from your lungs and leave my handprints on your soul. I want to give you more pleasure than you can bear.