Quotes About Support

One day, you will say it to me again. You will be sober. And you will mean it." I was actually terrified that I already meant it. A guy might just be a keeper who hears your cry for help in his head. And comes into a den of thieves to get you out. And then holds your hair while you throw up for ten minutes.

I'd have been dead a long time ago if not for my friends, one of whom had just jumped off the cliff after me. I'd have been a lot more appreciative if he hadn't pushed me first." ~Cassandra Palmer

I feel safer when you're here. You're so big and sturdy, like a beautiful tree I can lean on and not knock over.

My family has been amazing, and they understand how blessed I am. They've been able to keep my sense of humor.

It's so good to have the opportunity to help others who have helped you. It's not about "tit for tat," it's about "I love you, too.

It is sad when people only use their connections & resources for themselves. How very self-centered. Use your platform to help others.

To call you my critic is to call you my friend.

Doing life with others brings incredible joy.

THE MISSION OF YOUR MARRIAGE

Eve was a powerful partner for Adam, a strong and invaluable ally who fought the battles of life standing right beside him.

He is my solace although he is also my pain.

Home is where some know who you are ..From the poem 'The Children's Exodus

there may come a time when you must go on, be strong without a friend until you can make new ones, stand on your own.

I can't be sure, but I think love is someone who gets you.

I reach out to hug her, and we stand still a moment. Her embrace is solid, tight in a good way. I might come apart if she lets go. It's funny how you don't know you are a bunch of pieces until someone hugs you together.

Love can't cure a broken heart, but it can hold the two sides together while they heal.

Family is the only anchor that will hold in a choppy sea.

I play songs that have only the pattern of my self in them and you hum along suporting me. You are the companion to myself. The mirror with my mother'e eyes.

We might not belong to anyone else in this whole world. But us Faulstiches,we belong to each other.

The life of a mother is the life of a child: you are two blossoms on a single branch.

the flames of a fire are not made less painful by the knowledge that others are burning with you.

They'll try to kill you." "Good thing I'm hard to kill." Only one thing concerned me. "Will you?" "Never. I'm the one who will always watch over you. Always be there to fuck you back to your senses when you need it, the one who will never let you die.

All my life, up until that moment, I'd had a warm, protective blanket wrapped around me, knitted of aunts and uncles, purled of first and second and third cousins, knot-tied with grandmas and grandpas and greats. That blanket had just dropped from my shoulders. I felt cold, lost and alone.

If she could have anything in the world, he'd asked her, what would it be? She'd answered that one without hesitation: a best friend. She hastily added, a truly, seriously best friend; one that I couldn't wait to talk to first thing in the morning as soon as I woke up, and one that I still wanted to be talking to, right up to the last minute before I went to sleep. He'd smiled faintly. You mean a soul mate, he'd thought but not said.