Quotes About Embrace

They seemed very much alone together in the room.

He had taken Elizabeth into his arms and held her very close to him. I love you, he had said against her hair, and I shall come for you just as soon as I may.

And he had kissed her with as much hunger as she had felt. For the minute or two that they were in each other's arms, she was sure, the years had been swept back for both of them.

If pain and injustice and undeserved misery are part of the package, and God knows they are, then surely the life of Christ is God's own answer to Ecclesiasticus! Redeem the suffering. Embrace it. Make it mean something.

I shouldn't be doing this, he thought. She is actually a nice person. for a moment he had an impulse to embrace her. He had a stronger impulse to beat her.

Nothing you become will disappoint me; I have no preconception that I'd like to see you be or do. I have no desire to foresee you, only to discover you.

You are loved, someone said. Take that and eat it.

The image pleases me enough : to slip from the body's tight container and into some luminous womb, gliding there without effort till the distant shapes glow brighter and more familiar, till all your beloveds hover before you, their lit arms held out in welcome.

Love your own body like your mom loved your baby feet.

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don't hesitate. Give in to it.

Listen, whatever you see and love— that's where you are.

When it's over, I want to say: All my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

What will you do with your one precious, wild life?

Though I play at the edges of knowing, truly I know our part is not knowing, but looking, and touching, and loving

How shall I touch you unless it is everywhere?

When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it's over, I don't want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened or full of argument. I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.

Sing, if you can sing, and if not still be musical inside yourself.

And someone's face, whom you love, will be as a star both intimate and ultimate, and you will be both heart-shaken and respectful. And you will hear the air itself, like a beloved, whisper: oh, let me, for a while longer, enter the two beautiful bodies of your lungs.

There is only one question; how to love this world.

Doesn't anybody in the world anymore want to get up in the middle of the night and sing?

to leap into it and hold on, connecting everything

Look, I want to love this world as though it's the last chance I'm ever going to get to be alive and know it.

Admiring is easy, but affinity, that does take some time.

I don't want to live a small life. Open your eyes ... open your life, open your hands.