Quotes About Embrace

Emma leapt over the wall and with all the strength she possessed, enfolded Aninka in a tight embrace and threw both of them backward with the weight of her body

He has touched you, enfolded you. You are his.

He could do nothing but fall into Taziel's waiting arms, needing the reassuring, physical presence of another body.

There was only one thing to do; enter the spirit of the place.

Shem enfolded Daniel in his arms and rocked him like a child. He uttered a low, monotonous groan, as if in pain, then words spilled out of him like blood.

Leila felt as if he was a fluid in her hands, dripping away.

She was with them now, enfolded by their magic.

Sofia's freezing embrace filled him with a delicious terror. He was helpless in her arms. He could feel the tentacles of her greedy soul caressing his heart, a sensation so intoxicating he felt sure he would die in the terror of this dark ecstacy.

In embracing Finnigin, he embraced his own youth. In melding with Finnigin, he became young, more vital.

Melandra looked at the hand for a moment, then saw her own hand within it, enfolded in fingers. Somehow she had reached out and been taken.

Everything that he saw and heard about the city filled him with distaste, yet Valraven seemed to embrace it.

The twins were joined through him. He was part of their lovemaking. In their hearts, they did not embrace each other, but him.

Othman kissed his face gently, licked his tears. Then he sank down with Daniel in his arms, to sit against the side of the bed. He held Daniel in his lap, stroked his face.

He wanted to feel the touch of those hands himself, discover whether it would affect him in the same way.

He wanted to curl his arms around Shem's body, to hold him close, but something prevented him.

Lightly, taking Beth with me, I danced from spark to spark, pausing for the briefest of touches.

You must not fear me. You are right in saying Owen and I are the same. Come now, let me love you, and everything will make sense.

In the world we want, everyone fits. We want a world in which many worlds fit.

Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who

We often talk about "getting out of our comfort zone," but rarely about entering someone else's.

When it's time to die, go ahead and die, and when it's time to live, live. Don't sort-of-maybe live, but live like you're going all out, like you're not afraid.

Your heart knows your song, but you have to be willing to listen to the words.

I am an exile; citizen of the country of longing.

Tell me the truth of the matter. When I don't understand, I will not protest or judge or correct, I will simply listen harder. I am here to recognize you as my fellow human being with a story.