Quotes About Support

I told you once and I'll tell you again: there's nothing that can happen to you that we can't get past. Just give me a chance to get to you. Promise me. Jack... Promise me. You doan leave me again. I promise. Staring at his lips, I said, Would you always come for me? He drunkenly murmured, Chase you like a junkyard dog.

You have two choices, grasshopper. Out-slut Clotile - or go Springer on her ass. I'm down for the assist in both scenarios.

You will be leaving, of course. Or I could help you. I've had a bit of practice bathing myself and I think I can stumble my way through this.

When she'd gotten her period at thirteen, he'd given her a copy of The Care and Keeping of You. He'd been red-faced, gruffly saying, "Here. I'm sure you'll put all this together.

Doona worry, I'll take care of you." He grasped her hand in his. "You're going to be all right." Chloe's gaze drifted to Loa. "That a snake?" Loa said, "She keeps death away." Chloe blinked those big eyes up at him and whispered, "Wish that was the weirdest thing . . . I've heard tonight.

If a sorceress wanted a man who would stay faithful even when bespelled and accosted by nymphs, then she had to support that man even when he believed he could rehab his douchelord brother.

When two people form an unbreakable bond, it's like a reactor, feeding them power and heat and a sense of belonging. It makes them strong. They're the true superheroes.

Where your mate goes, you follow. . . .

I'd assumed Jack's death was the worst that I could endure. Matthew might have been preparing me for both of their murders. Dear

So help her, if Pig-Pen was a blond . . .

Arthur, I…I'd just been released from a mental institution.' She looks up at me from under he lashes, gauging my reaction while seeming to dread it. I just stop my jaw from dropping. 'Mental institution?' I'd been sick the last quarter of my sophomore year, so my mom made me go to a clinic in Atlanta.' This girl's been heaven-sent for me! I, too, had been sick. Until I'd tested my concoctions on myself, eventually discovering a cure.

Josephine voleva che Rune fosse la sua àncora? Che la tenesse per mano, legata a lui? Questo perlomeno sembrava realizzabile. In cambio lei avrebbe potuto assicurarsi che il suo cuore non si incenerisse di nuovo. Forse potremmo essere l'àncora l'uno dell'altra.

Who's the woman?" she asked to change the subject, though Emma had known at first sight. "Cassandra. She's a friend from the clan." "Only a friend?" "O' course. And that is tenuous, after she hurt you." "You'd take my side over hers? When you've known me for so short a time?" He caught her gaze. "I will always take your side. Over anyone's.

Between kisses, he said, "I told you once and I'll tell you again: there is nothing that can happen to you that we can't get past. Just give me a chance to get to you. Promise me.

If I could change it all for you, if it were in my power to spare you, I would do so. If I could trade places with you, I would. But I can only be here with you, and I will tell you this: you are not broken, and every inch of you is dear to me and whole.

If you have good friends, no matter how life is sucking, they can make you laugh.

If you have good friends, no matter how much life is sucking, they can make you laugh.

As mothers and daughters, we are connected with one another. My mother is the bones of my spine, keeping me straight and true. She is my blood, making sure it runs rich and strong. She is the beating of my heart. I cannot now imagine a life without her.

That was the thing about best friends. Like sisters and mothers, they could piss you off and make you cry and break your heart, but in the end, when the chips were down, they were there, making you laugh even in your darkest hours.

That was what a best friend did: hold up a mirror and show you your heart.

To make real friends you have to put yourself out there. Sometimes people will let you down, but you can't let that stop you. If you get hurt, you just pick yourself up, dust off your feelings, and try again.

Sometimes being a good friend means saying nothing.

You're not alone, and you're not the one in charge," Mother said gently. "Ask for help when you need it, and give help when you can. I think that is how we serve God—and each other and ourselves—in times as dark as these.

You are my sunlight in the dark and the ground beneath my feet.