Quotes About Warmth

an easy smile, which he gives away for free.

The smell of loving is a difficult one to describe, but if you think of the times when someone has held you close and made you safe, you will remember how it smells just as well as I do.

Squeeze your eyes closed, as tight as you can, and think of all your favorite autumns, crisp and perfect, all bound up together like a stack of cards. That is what it is like, the awful, wonderful brightness of Fairy colors. Try to smell the hard, pale wood sending up sharp, green smoke into the afternoon. To feel the mellow, golden sun on your skin, more gentle and cozier and more golden than even the light of your favorite reading nook at the close of the day.

Coffee is a kind of magic you can drink.

The nearness of him crushed her, like being held by the sun.

The nicest room you've ever lived in doesn't have to be clean and white or full of translucent fresh monkfish slices with pea shoots delicately balanced on top. It can just be the place you were happiest and safest from the wind.

The Heart of Fairyland is a story," she said, and she felt so warm and light and full of rightness of it that she thought she might faint.

Al kept it coming and nobody asked how and his only rule was: share. Be warm, be innocent, open your everything, speak easy. Share

Springtime has a surplus of sunbeams, and I am only feline.

It is warm in Gaza. Air shimmers up from the road, and the old white stone in the buildings seems to make everything brighter, warmer. Sun, no clouds, no rain.

Love is an electric blanket with somebody else in control of the switch.

I've learned that home isn't a place, it's a feeling.

what a luxury it was for people to hold their loved ones whenever they wanted

I USED TO LOVE this season. The wood stacked by the door, the tang of its sap still speaking of forest. The hay made, all golden in the low afternoon light. The rumble of the apples tumbling into the cellar bins. Smells and sights and sounds that said this year it would be all right: there'd be food and warmth for the babies by the time the snows came.

Because of her, I had known the warmth of a motherly concern—the concern that my own mother had not lived to show me. Because of her, I had had a teacher and was not ignorant and unlettered still.

Hey man, how's things in Chocolate

I can't stand dark and dreariness in a house. We have enough of it in our lives without creating it for ourselves

Come. For the sun has crept down in its cave; its warm red breath has blown away.

sicché gli animi freddi e stanchi per l'esperienza delle cose, erano confortati vedendo il calore e le speranze dell'età verde.

There is fire and fire: The fire that burns and the fire that gives warmth, a fire that sets a forest ablaze and the fire that puts a cat to sleep. So is it with self-love. The member that once seemed one of the wonders of the world soon becomes as homely as an old slipper. Mathew and himself gradually ceased to excite each other.

Never underestimate the lingering effects of a dash of spontaneous comfort.

but it was humanly good to be touched too, to be alone with someone at the secret feast that went all the way back to Adam and Eve. You looked at each other and felt just how old the contract was, the warm-faced commitment to the adventure, the stepping together out of the light into the rewarding darkness.

and I realized I couldn't imagine going through life not being in her presence. That her mere presence enveloped me in a kind of warmth. And it hit me that that's pretty much the essence of love.

Always remember where we come from, how we got here, and Who led us into the warmth of the sunshine.