Quotes About Support

There is no greater compliment than being trusted to listen to other people's problems.

That moment when someone trusts you with their secret...and you just feel like such an awesome friend.

Fake friends are no different than shadows, they stick around during your brightest moments, but disappear during your darkest hours.

There's nothing worse than seeing your friends upset and not being able to do a thing to help them.

Best friends are the people who know how crazy and weird you are and still choose to be seen in public with you!

Friends who accept you for who you are the ones who you should hold close. Not the ones who try to change you into someone you're not.

In the end, you'll know who really loves you. They're the one who see you for who you are and no matter what always find a way to be at your side.

Family is not just a word. It's who you are, where you came from and where you will always belong.

A friend is one who knows who you are, understands where you have been, accepts what you have become, and still gently allows you to grow.

In short, my aunt stipulated, at one and the same time, that whoever came to see her must approve of her way of life, commiserate with her in her sufferings, and assure her of an ultimate recovery

But we lied to each other, Robert and I, as in every conversation when one friend is genuinely anxious to help another who is desperately in love. The friend who is being counsellor, prop, comforter, may pity the other's distress but cannot share it, and the kinder he is to him the more he has to lie.

Em suma, minha tia exigia, ao mesmo tempo em que a aprovassem em seu regime, que a lamentassem por seus padecimentos e que a tranquilizassem quanto ao futuro.

now my weary limbs turned to it for support; so that, in turn, thighs, hips, shoulders burrowed into, trying to adhere at every angle to, the sheets that covered its mattress, as if my fatigue, like a sculptor, had wished to take a cast of an entire human body.

Custom came to take me in her arms, carried me all the way up to my bed, and laid me down there like a little child.

When we are suffering, the only words that touch us are the words of those who have known the person we loved and who can recall him to us.

Más que besarla, más que acostarnos juntos, más que ninguna otra cosa, ella me daba la mano, y eso era amor.

Never again will I be a receptacle for my husband's trash. Another human being, because he lives with you, because he entered a certain alliance called marriage, believes he can use you as a place to put his scraps, be they his rages, his failures, his frustrations, his fears, his insecurities.

Women among women know how not to feel alone.

One sure way to lose another woman's friendship is to try to improve her flower arrangements.

If at first you don't succeed, blame your parents.

therapy and its medications are a luxury.

Every year, 4,744,000 women in the United States are physically assaulted by their partners.

Every day, three women are murdered by their male partners.

But you have to have been on the downside looking up at the face of the law before you realize how thin those defenses really are. Once you've been there, you can't honestly begrudge a defendant any help he can muster. That