Quotes About Warmth

I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed—that voice was a deathless song.

A stirring warmth flowed from her, as if her heart was trying to come out to you concealed in one of those breathless, thrilling words.

His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed —that voice was a deathless song.

The table seemed to have risen a little toward the sky like a mechanical dancing platform, giving the people around it a sense of being alone with each other in the dark universe, nourished by its only food, warmed by its only lights.

As I watched him he adjusted himself a little, visibly. His hand took hold of hers, and as she said something low in his ear he turned toward her with a rush of emotion. I think that voice held him most, with its fluctuating, feverish warmth, because it couldn't be over-dreamed — that voice was a deathless song.

As the new alcohol tumbled into his stomach and warmed him, the isolated pictures began slowly to form a cinema reel of the day before.

Elle disait ce qui lui passait par la tête, mais avec une chaleur bouleversante, comme si, à travers ces mots chuchotés, frémissants, son cÅ"ur essayait de se faire entendre.

They were walking through the March twilight where it was as warm as June, and the joy of youth filled his soul so that he felt he must speak. 'I think,' he said and his voice trembled, 'that if I lost faith in you I'd lose faith in God.' She looked at him with such a started face that he asked her the matter. 'Nothing,' she said slowly, 'only this: five men have said that to me before, and it frightens me.

At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon, and when you are my age you will give out, as I do, the genial golden warmth of 4PM.

I think that voice held him most with its fluctuating feverish warmth because it couldn't be over-dreamed.

I don't remember my mother. She died when I was one year old. My distracted and callous sensibility comes from the lack of that warmth and from my useless longing after kisses I don't remember.

dignified, decent, democratic settlement that allowed the natural warmth of a neighbourly relationship to come fully to the surface.

You're a terrible man for the blankets, said Kerrigan. I'm not ashamed to admit that I love my bed, said Byrne. She was my first friend...She will house me in my last hour and faithfully hold my cold body when I am dead. She will look bereaved when I am gone.

The heat of the sun played incontrovertibly on every inch of me.

Autumn is my favorite season.

My family and my closest friends are my favorite things about being home.

My favourite place in the world is home.

Christmas isn't a season. It's a feeling.

Having your house fill up with the people you love is comforting.

It's only a house when it's filled with people you love.

'Heatwave' just fits the feel of summer for me.

I think the whole world is dying to hear someone say, 'I love you.' I think that if I can leave the legacy of love and passion in the world, then I think I've done my job in a world that's getting colder and colder by the day.

In England, rain was thin and cold, and made you hunch up inside your coat, walking home from the bus stop. In Jamaica, it was wide and thick and invited you to step into it, and see how wet you could get, and be thrilled that it was warmer than the sea and warmer than your skin; it was abandon.

The tenor voice should be like sunshine.