Quotes About Warmth

'Cause a little bit of summer is what the whole year is all about.

It's always summer somewhere.

Summer has always been my favorite season. I feel happier.

"I look at you and I'm home."

"Some people are worth melting for."

Love is a fire that feeds our life.

That age is best which is the first When youth and blood are warmer.

My view is that climate changes have happened in the last 80 years, that is, the world has got a little bit warmer, although not as warm as it has been in Medieval times, or the Bronze Age.

To an old man any place that's warm is homeland.

perpetuity in a home is a blanket for the cold years that come with age.

Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

Man loves company - even if it is only that of a small burning candle.

... 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.

Anger can keep you warm at night, and wounded pride can spur a man to wondrous things.

The warmth has come. The doors have opened. Flower and song Embroider ground and air, lead me Beside the healing field that waits; Growth, death, and a restoring form Of human use will make it well. But I go on, beyond, higher In the hill's fold, forget the time I come from and go to, recall This grove left out of all account, A place enclosed in song.

A grace living here as we live, Move my mind now to that which holds Things as they change. The warmth has come. The doors have opened. Flower and song Embroider ground and air, lead me Beside the healing field that waits

Then she looked at his eyes and her panic smoothed away. With those eyes watching over her she was never to feel frightened again, not until the very end and that was a long time away. Going into his love was like going into a castle, a thick-walled place. A safe place where no one else could enter. The first feeling of it was so strong that she could only stand quietly and let the warmth wrap her.

move him into the sun- gently its touch awoke him once

We are unhappy when alone, and unhappy in society: we are like hedge-hogs clustering together for warmth, uncomfortable when too closely packed, and yet miserable when kept apart.

A good local pub has much in common with a church, except that a pub is warmer, and there's more conversation.

and so by your love the very sun itself is revived

stockings, shoes, hairpins your bed, I wrapped myself round you –

You don't want your hands froze on Christmas, do you.

The sun in the west was a drop of burning gold that slid nearer and nearer the sill of the world. All at once they were aware of the evening as the end of light and warmth.