Quotes About Support

I'm still not a god," he said apologetically. Crick stood behind him and pulled his shoulders back against that wide, strong chest. "Better than a god," Crick murmured. "You're the reason to have faith.

Being loved can do marvelous things for a man.

Whatcha doing, Lieu?" she asked cautiously. "Praying," he muttered. "I suck at it." "Your doing it wrong," she said flatly. "I'm not big on church, but I'm pretty sure you're supposed to do it with a friend.

The world isn't made a better place by the unburdening of a heart.

Omigod, you're gay? Isn't that awesome? Come be my friend, it'll be just like Glee!

He didn't scream hysterically or stand up and kick the headstone or any of that. He put his face on his knees and listened as the wind from the mountains mercilessly leveled everything in its path. He remembered the person who had helped him fly with the wind instead of being beaten down by it, and he cried quietly into his knees, finally knowing how the big of the sky could make a person feel as alone as a heartbeat in space.

I'm a real bastard without him," Jace apologized, and Nick gulped some water and nodded. "Yeah, I hear that. Why?" Jace looked at him in outrage because the question was… was self-explanatory. "Because! Because he's… he's Quent!

Krissa, tough Lady Krissa, who had stood by impassively while Areau vomited out ten years of bitter addiction, wiped her eyes and offered Areau Mrs. Wrinkle's pie in comfort, and it suddenly occurred to Areau in the strangest, most dreamlike of ways, that his pain was not the only pain on the planet.

I haven't had a home in so long," he said softly. "I—I want a home with you. I don't want to leave you when you're hurt, or fragile, Patrick. I want to be a guy worth making a home for.

La morte sa dove viviamo noi tutti, baby. Tutto ciò che possiamo fare è tenerci per mano finché non viene a bussare. Se tu ci stai, io ci sto, okay?

They'll be wonderful," Henry said with a faint smile. "They'll respect her decisions and tell her the truth as they know it and be kind when her heart's broken. It's really all she can ask for.

Cheever started rocking back and forth, shaking, and Cambridge made an unhappy little sound. "Oh, son. Pain makes you selfish, did you not know that?

who brought their knitting in public, just to keep him from the feeling that the clock was ticking at odd hours of the day with nothing to fill the time.

It's hard to look for another man when your sky turns black and the world has crumbled up and turned to powder. I don't have a spare heart in my pocket in case you don't learn to duck and I lose you. You have to have faith in the world to love, Jackson. You are my faith. Don't take my faith away from me.

but Mason finally realized that he'd met someone who saw life in the same terms Mason always had: how best to care for and feed that strange animal that had been born between his legs. "You're so clever," Terry said in admiration. Dane showed up right then with clothes, which Terry said thank you for before disappearing into the bathroom.

You'd never force me. And you'd never betray me. But I don't know if you could care enough about me to help me deal with all that other stuff. I'm… I'm not going to be okay with the porn right away. Can you deal with it when I'm an asshole about that? Can you help me not hurt you too much?

God, Con. The way he talked about you—I'm surprised you didn't go stark-raving bonkers in public sooner. But then I guess we both know which one of you was stronger.

Three trips to rehab," John said at last. "The third time…." He closed his eyes and blocked it out. He couldn't do this, not now. "It was bad. I thought maybe I was the problem, right? 'Cause… 'cause I'd do anything for him. Anything. I'da stayed for another trip to rehab—I'da stayed for all

the trips to rehab—but… but if I left, maybe he'd find a way without me. Because staying wasn't doing him any good.

Maybe this party wasn't for Henry, but there might be some guy out there who'd throw him a hell of a happily ever after.

The dogs used after the 9/11 disaster had needed people new to them to pretend to be lost so they could find someone and know that people could be okay.

He didn't have to be a hero anymore, he had his own personal hero to defend him. Wasn't that miracle enough?

All we can do is love this kid. It is literally all we have.

He's yer fuckin' brother, and you defend him till yer dead.