Quotes About Embrace

Will you see the human in my being?

Looking death in the eye would force them to live more fully—not in the future, with some long list of goals, but right now.

Your feelings don't have to mesh with what you think they should be," he explained. "They'll be there regardless, so you might as well welcome them

Letting go of the hurt and embracing the love and the people we have in the present moment is the key to happiness. Never forget this, my loves.

Better than never having loved at all. The real moral of the story is that you should take love when and where you can find it because none of us know how long we have left.

What if she did get hurt? It wouldn't be the first time and it probably wouldn't be the last. Life hurt. That's how you knew you were alive. But life was also a beautiful adventure, and the bad things were what made the good things worth cherishing.

And we clung to each other in a shelter smelling of orange peel and piss on the promenade, and shrieked with glee, like the Bacchae who dismembered Orpheus.

Child, when do you think is the time to love somebody the most? When they done good and made things easy for everybody? Well then, you ain't through learning-because that ain't the time at all...when you starts measuring somebody, measure him right, child, measure him right. Make sure you done taken into account what hills and valleys he come through before he got to wherever he is.

To take from life what you can, while you can.

Life was a strange circle. She tried not to decipher it, but rather to accept it as it came.

She could touch him however she wanted, say whatever she wanted. No holding back for fear of censure. No withdrawing for fear of judgment. With him, she could be herself completely and absolutely. Was herself completely and absolutely. Was more than herself as the world fell away. She was herself with him, with this man who accepted her openly, naughtiness and all. Who made her his own.

God has already torn down the biggest obstacle we will ever face, the veil of our sin that separated us from His holy embrace. He will, in the same way, lead you through every challenge you will ever face.

A God who is beyond out ability to fully describe or imagine, yet someone we are privileged to know, love, and embrace.

My love is like the suckers of the octopus.

It were the sort of mist that soaked into your flesh, into your being, so it were like you were one with it...

Love who and what you are and what you do. Laugh at yourself and at life, and nothing can touch you. It's all temporary anyway. Next lifetime you will do it differently anyway, so why not do it differently right now?

HANDS: I handle all ideas with love and ease.

Visualize or imagine yourself having or doing or being what you are working toward. Fill in all the details. Feel, see, taste, touch, hear. Notice other people's reactions to your new state. Make it all okay with you no matter what their reactions are.

10. Finally, love yourself now—don't wait until you get it right.

Make love to me," she whispered. "If you make love to me then it is two of us. There is just one of him when he takes my blood, but we are two." "We are two and more than two," he whispered in her ear, and then he lifted her and carried her to the bed.

What did falling in love do for you? Can you ever really explain it? It filled empty spaces I never knew were empty. It cured a loneliness I never knew I had. It gave me joy. And freedom. I think that was the most amazing part. I suddenly felt both embraced and freed at the same time.

Everything he let go of had claw marks on it.

And her arms would open wide, in welcome. It seemed involuntary, as though her mother were exposing her heart to her daughter.

He took her in his arms and kissed her, feeling her soft body beneath his coat. They'd both swelled since they'd first met. There was no way either would get into their wedding clothes. But they'd grown in other ways as well, and Gamache figured it was a good deal. If life meant growth in all directions, it was fine with him.