I loved you.

I loved you.

But, as Albert Einstein loved to say, Not everything that counts can be counted, and not everything that can be counted counts.

I loved speaking Berber.

I loved that show.

I have loved you, says Yahweh. Yet you say, How have you loved us? Wasn't Esau Jacob's brother? says Yahweh, Yet I loved Jacob

I have loved you, saith the LORD. Yet ye say, Wherein hast thou loved us? Was not Esau Jacob's brother? saith the LORD yet I loved Jacob,

As a boy, I loved cars.

I am loved by my mother.

That's what I loved about Tom.

Even as the Father has loved me, I also have loved you. Remain in my love.

As the Father hath loved me, so have I loved you continue ye in my love.

I am loved by all my family.

I told you the truth when I told you I loved you.

Ha, I'm the only person I ever loved.

Even as it is written, Jacob I loved, but Esau I hated.

And I will delight myself in thy commandments, which I have loved.

I know everything.

I understand everything.

As it is written, Jacob have I loved, but Esau have I hated.

I realized that, satisfaction is not when I have everything I want, it is when I feel happy about everything I have .

I gave Tom everything.

I heard everything clearly.

Forget everything I said!

Dare I admit that after she did it I never really loved her again?

I pitied their enslavement and loved them so much that I wished them freedom.

I tried everything. I went to Kinokuniya.

Everything I did, I did for Tom.

Like a boomerang, the thing I loved came back to me.

I showed the portrait to his family and they loved it.

I have loved a weird and long story to learn what I know so far.

I can do everything myself.

I hope everything goes OK.

I say everything in Berber.

Everything I read was terrifying!

I miss everything in you

He was an intelligent, kind, loving, and hardworking man, who did everything within and beyond his power to make his family and loved ones happy.

I imagine my loved one dying in all the possible violent ways.

I loved this guy. I got a lot of mileage out of Theodoor van de Velde.

Everything, I would say. Everything that matters except every thing and except matter.

I always say to my partner, Marisa Gardini, who books everything she books everything and she makes everything happen.

He loved her, and she loved him, too.

I felt so violated after everything I had read.

I know that I am fortunate enough that when I do die, I will be remembered by friends and loved ones.

I remember everything you tell me.