Quotes About Support

feel that way too when I say such things to others who have lost someone they loved. We all do. It feels lame because we like to think we can solve things. It feels insufficient because there is nothing we can actually do to change what's horribly true.

How frightened those kittens were, and yet how they persisted. How when two strangers offered up their palms, they stepped in.

You have a bundle on your head, sweet pea. And though that bundle may be impossible for you to see right now, it's entirely visible to me. You aren't torn. You're only just afraid.

There is a world of people out there who will love you for who you are. A whole, vibrant, fucked-up, happy, conflicted and joyous mass of people.

I never forgot you, even after all these years," she told me. "I'm so proud of you," I said, squeezing her shoulder. "I made it," she said. "Didn't I?" "You did," I said. "You absolutely did." I never forgot her either. Her name was Desiré.

There is a world of people out here who will love you for who you are. A whole, vibrant, fucked-up, happy, conflicted, joyous, and depressed mass of people who will say, You're gay? So the fuck what? We want you to be among us. That's the message of the It Gets Better Project. Hold on, it says, and stick it out, because guess what? It gets better.

You know how alchoholics who go to AA are always using that phrase "one day at a time"? They say that because to say "I will never drink again" is just too damn much. It's big an hard and bound to fail.

But I want you to know that you don't need to tell me this to get me to love you. You don't have to be broken for me.

There's a crazy lady living in your head. I hope you'll be comforted to hear that you're not alone.

It's not cool to be an alcoholic.

So what's been happening to you?" his friend asked. "You have insomnia, you're off your feed, and you couldn't get it up a couple of times. So what?" He shook his head, laughing again. "I really don't think that if you went to a doctor and described those symptoms, he would shake his head and say"—and Jerry's voice shifted into a very bad imitation of Bela Lugosi's—" 'We are dealing here with the curse of the Undead!

It's just that I think we should be responsible for our friends, is all. If we're not, why bother to have friends?

Girlfriends come and go but, thank God, mothers don't break up with you.

You need a man to support, inspire. . .understand you. Help you be the best person you can be, banker, mother, both, whatever. And until you find a man you trust enough to do that, why settle?' I

A good friend will bail you out of jail. A best friend will be sitting next to you Saying, 'Damn. We fucked up.

People like you are the reason People like me need medication.

When a man retires, his wife gets twice the husband but only half the income.

"Adam... My soul is so knit to yours that it is but a divided life I live without you. And this moment, now you are with me, and I feel that our hearts are filled with the same love..." What greater thing is there for two human souls, than to feel that they are joined for life — to strengthen each other in all labour, to rest on each other in all sorrow, to minister to each other in all pain, to be one with each other in silent unspeakable memories at the moment of the last parting?

Soul-mates are people who bring out the best in you. They are not perfect but are always perfect for you.

Friendship should be a great promise, a perennial springtime.

We expect our teachers to handle teenage pregnancy, substance abuse, and the failings of the family. Then we expect them to educate our children.

Remember, TEAM stands for Together Everyone Achieves More!

And then I discovered an important rule that I'm going to pass on to you: Never support two weaknesses at the same time. It's your combination sinners — your lecherous liars and your miserly drunkards — who dishonor the vices and bring them into bad repute.

My heart votes for you, and what am I, indeed, to dispute her ballot!