Quotes About Support

How the little courtesies of life on the surface of society, deemed so important from man towards woman, fade into utter insignificance in view of the deeper tragedies in which she must play her part alone, where no human aid is possible.

I would not have you follow me, but walk at my side.

You fit well into the hollow of my shoulder

You are my daughter," she said. "I will always stand in the storm for you.

I'm sorry that you're still hurting.

I leaned back against him and rested my cheek on his shoulder. I could feel the river water dripping off of him. "Thank you" I whispered. When I looked up, I saw he was crying.

There are people who take the heart out of you, and there are people who put it back.

I'm completely comfortable with gay marriage.

I have an obligation to try to live as long as I can for my family.

Maybe we benefit from the providence of others more often than we know.

Both within the family and without, our sisters hold up our mirrors: our images of who we are and of who we can dare to be.

Never reach out your hand unless you're willing to extend an arm.

A wise parent humors the desire for independent action, so as to become the friend and advisor when his absolute rule shall cease.

I'm here. I love you. I don't care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There's nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death I will still protect you. I am stronger than Depression and I am braver than Loneliness and nothing will ever exhaust me.

Everyone needed someone in the world who was like his other hand. You can't hold much or do much with one hand only. It is with both hands that a man lifts the garnered gold of the wheatsheaf and the brimming bowl of milk, with both hands that he builds his house, with both hand, clasped together, that he prays.

Perhaps faith is hard to come by when your're alone, Harriet," he said. "Until now I've been alone." "We're never alone," said Harriet. "That's the mistake so many make. There'd be less fear if folk knew how little alone they are.

These were the best moments of marriage, these times when the surface irritations fell away and each gave to the other what the other needed.

That was the trouble with Mrs. Hepplewhite's kindness. Once let loose it was like a roaring cataract and one had to be very strong to stand against the current and live.

Those who are lifting the world upward and onward are those who encourage more than criticize.

There were times Flora wanted to slap her mother, hard. She went to make toast for everyone, not least to soak up the brandy. The plainclothes police officer who'd been assigned to them was leaning against the breakfast bar, fiddling with her mobile phone. "Would you like me to do that?" she asked, when Flora came in.

Yes." She had moved in for a fortnight in the summer, when Chris and Taryn had gone to France on holiday, to water the plants, keep an eye on things. "Well, come round whenever you like. I'll make the spare bed up later. And, Flora, it will be all right, okay? Everything will work out.

I'll never look at you in any way but complete admiration." He stroked her hair soothingly. "You will never be a millstone about my neck. Rather you're the sunshine that brightens my day." He swallowed. "Don't you see? You brought me into the daylight. You've embraced parts of me that I was never able to let see light. Don't make me retreat again into the night. (Winter Makepeace)

I am passionate about talking to women about their breast health.

Sit down and tell me everything, child. Hurt feelings and hopeless despair are no match for tea and biscuits.