Quotes About Warmth

Orlando is probably the best place on Earth.

Being in the city of New Orleans, meeting the people, it's been nothing but hospitality and a lot of love.

New Orleans is kind of like a second home for me.

I'd say that I'm a very friendly, outgoing, happy person who just wants to make the people around me happy.

I like having family and friends around me. Our house is always overflowing with guests.

At our table in the corner by the window, huddled around a flame in a red glass, all of us, body to body to body to body. The touch that proves you're not alone, that someone else is there.

He had a thin smile, a smile weighed out in ounces; it balanced a favour exactly with no warmth to spare.

The weary guests are asked to leave the warmth of the all-night theater, having slept on pictures others only dream on.

Your home is where your family is... Where someone waits for you and thinks about you.

There was so much to talk about that nothing was said. It was warm sitting there on the steps. Everything seemed to be so right.

Because we're going to stay here a little while and calm down until I've learned your names. Light my pipe, someone!

Someone who eats pancakes and jam can't be so awfully dangerous. You can talk to him.

Quite, quite,' she thought with a little sigh. 'It's always like this in their adventures. To save and be saved. I wish somebody would write a story sometime about the people who warm up the heroes afterward.

Well now, if that ain't a ray of sunshine," one of the men declared.

Well, if it's an order," she said on a gentle tease, warmed by his words in spite of herself. "You know, for such a cerebral man, you certainly have powerful physical appetites." His lips curved in a seductive smile. "Of course, I do. I'm a Byron, after all. It's in my blood.

I am sure you are only being modest. Particularly if you like such serious pastimes as botany lectures and books. I can't see the point to either, but dear Grace loves anything that exercises her mind." Lord Jack turned his head, his jewel-colored eyes meeting Grace's over the top of her aunt's bonnet. "Nothing wrong with a bit of exercise for the mind. Or the body." Warmth swirled abruptly to life within her. Anxious to extinguish the flame, Grace looked away.

He spoke her name as though he held cinnamon in his mouth.

I did not mind the cold so much when he was there.

At first I could not meet his eyes. When I did it was like sitting close to a fire that suddenly blazes up.

Cold, truthful common sense was harder to like than warm, hopeful generosity.

and among the talons he was sure he felt Sunny's. He felt the warmth of her scales that he'd know anywhere, even with his eyes closed (or … blind?), and he felt her press close to him for a moment and whisper … But why did it sound like Fatespeaker's voice …? "Starflight. You were so brave.

but I kind of want to give you a hug right now.

She was surprised at how warm and happy she felt to be back with her friends again. This was how she'd expected to feel among the SeaWings — like she was coming home. So why don't I?

This is going to sound weird, Moon offered, but I kind of want to give you a hug right now.