Quotes About Warmth

To live without love, is to have no light.

We remember though all the firelit glowOf a great hearth's gleam and glare, And we looked for a space at each happy faceAnd the love that was written there.

The meaning of life? Is feel! Increase that sound! Tickle someone! Enjoy the warmth of the sun! Go aimlessly for 30 minutes! Only register in the heart!

If you have a warm heart and you care for others you'll be happy and the community in which you live will be happier too.

Sleep. We can adore one another in the morning

It cost nothing to be loving.

i am awake and aliveand swollen and heavywith love.

A person can be so beautiful when the heart is filled with love and the voice shivers with kindness.

I could swear I'd just swallowed the sun.

A kiss is the sledgehammer that breaks the ice in you.

The best meals are those prepared by loving hands.

for the first time since I have lived in it, this old house seemed like home.

Welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring!

the warm grey of quickening sky.

Una vez más, bienvenido a mi casa. Ven libremente, sal con seguridad; deja algo de la felicidad que traes.

The answer warmed the hearts of both the old men, but, with the usual avoidance of Englishmen of emotional subjects personal to themselves, they instinctively returned to the previous question.

Bienvenido a mi morada. Entre libremente, por su propia voluntad, y deje parte de la felicidad que trae

In the contemplative garden, the troubled robot sat in the ruddy sunlight and felt warmth on his metal skin. This was another thing that humans seemed to enjoy, but he did not understand why. Even with his sensory enhancement module, it just seemed like heat.

Keep that hate alive in your heart, lad. It'll warm you when nothing else will.

To me, being spooned has always been an instant sleeping pill. This closeness with my mom gave me the utmost feeling of comfort and safety.

Fire can warm or consume, water can quench or drown, wind can caress or cut. And so it is with human relationshps; we can both create and destroy, nurture and terrorize, traumatize and heal each other

sweet potatoes in their jackets have a large comfort value built into them

Poetry is tribal not material. As such it lights the fire and keeps watch over the flame. Believe me, this is where you get warm again. And naked. This is where you can remember the good times along with the worst; where you are not allowed to forget the worst, else you cannot be healed.

Oh, I hope candles are going to glow in his life