Quotes About Warmth

grapes still sun-warmed

Even in the shade of the olive groves it was not cool

the shallow waters too warm to be refreshing.

I stepped into the gin-clear sea which was as warm as a bath.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human race.

What is home without a mother?

Happiness grows at our firesides, and is not to be picked in strangers' gardens.

The only thing that makes one place more attractive to me than another is the quantity of heart I find in it.

May you have warmth in your igloo, oil in your lamp, and peace in your heart.

I respect kindness in human beings first of all, and kindness to animals. I don't respect the law; I have a total irreverance for anything connected with society except that which makes the roads safer, the beer stronger, the food cheaper and the old men and old women warmer in the winter and happier in the summer.

Come in the evening, come in the morning, Come when expected, come without warning; Thousands of welcomes you'll find here before you, And the oftener you come, the more we'll adore you.

Welcome as the flowers in May.

May your home always be too small to hold all of your friends.

I love you... and always I have a chair for you in the smallest parlor in the world, to wit, my heart.

Pd mojom lipom zaista nema hlada.

What brings you onto my property? Rhev said, cradling his mug with both hands trying to absorb its warmth. Got a problem I can't fix your personality, sorry

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm. ----Roarke, Naked In Death

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm.

When she lay curled against him, her skin dewed from passion, there was still that small, cold place inside of her where the heat hadn't quite reached.

she loved fall the best because its breezes were summer heat wrapped in cold, as opposed to spring, which was winter cold veneered with warmth.

She stepped inside, into warmth and white marble veined with gray, into the strangely spicy scent of whatever the masses of bold flowers cast off from their silver urn on the central table.

The sun's touch is kind.

Even when there were no more options for the body, the heart's wishes find a way out, and as with all warmth, love rises. Besides, the will to fly was in the nature of the soul, so its home had to be up above

If the Angels won, the entire Earth would be nothing but one giant Christmas frickin' morning, a choking wave of happiness and warmth and caring and sharing taking over everything.