Quotes About Warmth

After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth...The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her...In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.

you don't have to know just what people are doing and feeling to be of assistance to them. Your own life seems to you like a very small lighted room, with great darkness all around it, and you can't see out into the darkness and know what is happening there. But light and warmth from your room can go out into the darkness if you don't have the windows selfishly curtained, keep a brave fire burning, and light all the happy candles you can.

He knocked his pipe out. His paper rustled to the floor and his spectacles slid own his nose. His hands, red and shiny, lay relaxed on his knee. He abandoned himself to the quietness and the warmth of sun and fire. Autumn was a strange paradoxical time of the year. It was the season when he was happiest and yet it was the season when he was most vulnerable and most aware, and that was not always a happiness. Yet he liked autumn.

His hostess was one of those women who even in an overcrowded room can create a sense of spaciousness.

It was the chief thing he knew about women: that they could always be calmed down by the fact, or even by the prospect, of a cup of tea.

One is at rest with people who want one; they are like a warm house with the door wide open. And one trusts an open door, for trust begets trust, and if the people inside didn't trust you they wouldn't leave it open.

I lay back down, fitting myself into the curve of his body, pulling his arms around me, protecting me, keeping me sage.

Fears and hopes and dreams and sorrows all will dissolve like the fog they are, and what will be left is the light and warmth of my deepest self or soul or whatever it might be.

We find comfort in routine and in the warmth of our own living rooms.

The Beast smiled slowly at first, it spread across his face until it took over. And it wasn't the scary smile he had first flashed at Belle. It was a warm smile it was a genuine smile. It was the smile of a beast who no longer felt alone. It was the smile of a man who finally felt hope.

She always played his song because whenever she saw him, it was like moving into a warm pocket of air.

way that was comfortable. Her house had been

Bonnie was the central heating of his life." pg. 83

Where there's tea there's hope.

While there is tea, there is hope.

A good book is like a good friend, do you know, Lacey? One you can turn to when the night is cold and you are lonely. And there is old Herodotus, standing ready to regale me with tales of his travels.

I love Christmas, not just because of the presents but because of all the decorations and lights and the warmth of the season.

Remember this. When people choose to withdraw far from a fire, the fire continues to give warmth, but they grow cold. When people choose to withdraw far from light, the light continues to be bright in itself but they are in darkness. This is also the case when people withdraw from God.

Friendship is a word, the very sight of which in print makes the heart warm.

I love Maggi,' he said. 'It is food's version of a 3 a.m. friend—warm and comforting.

Coming home.

Sar?lmak neden güzeldir bilir misin? Çünkü saÄŸ tarafta kalp yoktur, ve oras? hep boÅŸtur... Sar?l?nca, saÄŸ yan?n? O'nun kalbi doldurur...

When the bold branches Bid farewell to rainbow leaves — Welcome wool sweaters.

Slowly the fire died away; nobody spoke. They lay on their backs warming their toes and watching the trembling stars high above and the dark rustling crown of the black poplars etched against the velvet sky.