Quotes About Support

Let me help. Rhymes with I love you, right?

For Berry, you just be there, Whit. Be the one person in the wide green world she doesn't have to explain it to, because you were there and saw it all for yourself. Hand her a clean cloth if she cries or bleeds, and some warm thing for the pain that doubles her over. The time to hold her will come. This day isn't over yet.

One gives you the shirt off his back, mused Des, and the other offers to help you bury bodies. I do believe you have made some new friends, Pen!

I will tell you, parenting is a team sport. You need backup, reserves.

Well, you go straight back to bed, then!" "Yes." He wheeled. She swatted him on the butt. He bit his tongue. She said, "At least you've been eating better. Take care of yourself, huh?" He

Tell her about it," he whispered to the doctor. "I can't." "Need we distress—" "Now. Get it over with." His voice cracked and croaked.

And . . . it would be a real relief for me to have someone along I can talk to freely." Her smile tilted a little at this. "Talk, or vent?" "I—hem!—suspect this one is going to entail quite a lot of venting, yes. D'you think you can stand it?

Andy was clutching her blue T-shirt. She rolled over, as Tony had, palms to the surface, and pushed up. Andy, turning his head toward his father, reached out with his upper hands and tried to shove off from Claire with his lowers. The floor leaped up and smacked him. For

It's only for a week. If I can do it," he said manfully, "you can do it." "I've heard that before somewhere," she muttered.

Vorkosigan probably knew how, she reflected bitterly. Just like a man, to be underfoot in her life for days and then a quarter of a solar system away when she really needed him.

He'd never been serious about twelve; he'd just figured to start with that proposition, and fall back to six. His mother, his aunt, and what seemed every other female of his acquaintance had all mobilized to explain to him that he was insane, but Ekaterin had merely smiled.

Because that's what family was all about, in her experience. They pulled together in a crisis; it was just too bad about the rest of the time.

A good friend is a connection to life - a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.

The only thing worse than being widowed is being widowed and single.

Maybe she needs me to be her basket case.

You constantly try to be optimistic when someone's sick, to look on the bright side, even if the bright side is only their ability to swallow a spoonful of applesauce or walk to the bathroom.

rushes to my side on the sofa. "Let me give you a massage." He reaches for my shoulders. "No.

There should be a rule for grief groups: forty-watt bulbs only.

Sir. I could use a crutch." His knees gave way, but the captain was there, his arms going around the taller man's bony body, holding him to him as he shook with silent sobs. "I have you, son," he whispered. "I'll be your crutch.

If women would stand beside each other, rather than be jealous, it'd help a lot.

Life has a way of fixing things. – Stu Callebrew (the Dugout's owner and Matt Jacobs good friend/father figure)

I might not be able to break the Gunderson curse, but I can break the curse of having a friend like you.

If you decide you have to kill yourself," he said, "in the last second before you act, picture my face. Listen to me giving you one last plea not to do it. And know that someone really cares.

Over and over I had to reassure her. "You hate me," she would say. "Lori, I don't hate you. I love you." Finally it began to dawn on me. When she challenged me like that, she wasn't making a statement. She was asking a question. And she needed to hear the answer. She needed to hear that I still accepted her. She needed to hear that I still cared for her. Over and over again she needed to hear me tell her that I loved her.