Quotes About Warmth

It wasn't that cold--she'd thought to let the embers do for the night--but she felt the sudden need for the comfort of a fire, the assurance of its light.

It should hurt, shouldn't it? Shouldn't it hurt to be ripped in half? But it didn't. It didn't hurt the least little bit. Cold. She felt only cold. But the warm rope of her guts laying against her face felt good. Warm. She took comfort in the warmth.

Build a man a fire, and he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

the food was good solid stuff for a cold morning, all calories and fat and protein and maybe a vitamin crying softly because it was all alone.

would have said, Not too hot

Home is the place where loneliness disappears. When we're home, we feel warm, comfortable, safe, fulfilled.

Here comes the sun, and I say It's alright

She only basked in the warmth of his feeling, which was as a grateful blaze to one who is cold.

For Warmth I hold my face in my two hands. No, I am not crying. I hold my face in my two hands to keep the loneliness warm – two hands protecting, two hands nourishing, two hands preventing my soul from leaving me in anger.

True love is like the sun, shining with its own light, and offering that light to everyone.

I don't quite jump for joy, but I am awfully glad to see him.

I'm a huge dog person; I love to hug and kiss them.

I want to be kissed by the people I love.

Kissing is like hugging with your lips.

People can be comfortable, really, once you invite them into the kitchen.

I like my entire house, including my kitchen, to feel womb-like.

My favourite place to eat is my grandma's kitchen. She makes a mean crab cake.

I am happy to have some friends here in the kitchen.

The kitchen is the heart of the house.

I have a fireplace in my kitchen that I light every night, no matter what.

I do love cooking, but our kitchen is nothing fancy or hi-tech.

Knitting not only relaxes me, it also brings a feeling of being at home.

It should have really ticked me off—the conceit of it, the more than a hint of possession, the presumption that he could just walk into my bathroom anytime he liked and— And I didn't care. I wanted to turn in to the feel of those hands,wanted to sink into all that warmth, wanted to preen like a cat being stroked, wanted— Wanted. And it scared the hell out of me.

authority. She is a serious figure: Her Majesty, the British monarch and head of the Commonwealth. But as anyone who has ever met her will tell you, in person she is very warm and human with a well-developed sense of humour. Look at it another way,