Quotes About Reassurance

Besides, I always feel safer when I've got words against my heart.

Children who have been moved need reassurance about the permanent nature of families. In many cases they have specific worries troubling them. Blanket reassurances do not reassure.

When parents and children enter shared helplessness, children make no progress. Instead, they experience their parents as helpless peers. Parents who tell children that they are safe, and that ways to continue to help them will be pursued, are beacons of reassurance to children.

Reality, it is true, has a lot to answer for, so on the whole we make sure we don't live there. We cannot control reality, but we can control our fantasies. Except our fantasies don't exist; so we're not really controlling anything at all. But the illusion of control is deeply reassuring. And the price we pay for this reassurance is unimaginable.

Does your stomach still hurt?" Approaching the bed, she glanced at the sheet twisted about him and tugged it loose, then brought it up to his chest. "Well? Does it?" "I'm all right." She folded the lip of the sheet over and smoothed it across him. "You tucking me in?" "You still sleepy?" "I need to get up. What time is it?" "Around eight o'clock." His eyes widened. "At night?" "Yes.

Whatever others may say, they say it to deceive and comfort themselves, not help you.

Talk into my bullet hole. Tell me I'm fine.

Nicky looked down at me with a knowledge on his face that he was holding the monster in his arms. I'd have comforted him, but it would have been all lies.

Wick spoke in such alchemies and distillations of hope that I couldn't pick out the facts from the fictions, or which he told me to reassure himself.

In a world of tribulation--and there will always be plenty of it--let's remember our faith. Let's recall the other promises and prophecies that have been given, all the reassuring ones, and let's live life more fully, with more boldness and courage than at any other time in our history.

You must tell him not to worry so much," her mother said. "What is meant to be will be." "I know.I'm sure he does as well, Tomally, but sometimes the future feels so far away," Freya said. "Then focus on now," Anna said. "Right now you're doing something fun with me.

Why am I freaking out over something that I have no proof is even true?

Gilda: How severe is the corporal punishment here? Mrs. McCracken: Honey, nobody's going to spank you here. Don't worry.

He looked like a man who'd invite you to rest your head on his shoulder while he made everything bad go away.

Call a girl pretty once, and all she wants, forevermore, is to hear it again.

it safe?" Sophie asked, looking around uncertainly. Arno snorted. "Safer than death?

When I'm with you," he began again, "it's like… I still don't feel normal. But I can see normal at twelve o'clock on the horizon." He pointed past me, through the windshield of an imaginary airplane. "At least I know normal is still out there. I've spent the last three months not sure of that at all.

until it seemed like everything in Danny's life was the witness he needed to prove he was still himself, still Danny King exactly like before: See, I scored a goal! See, I'm hanging with my friends! But he wasn't one hundred percent there, he was watching, too, hoping everyone would be convinced.

16 If your Designated Mate leaves your company a second time, don't follow him. Deactivate your ear mic and resume your "nap." A moment of repose is a good time to reassure your loved ones. Nuanced communication is too easily monitored by the enemy.

Was this a statement or a question? With teenage girls, it was hard to know. They seemed at every juncture to be looking for agreement, consensus, affirmation. To be reassured that they weren't wrong.

could practically hear Henry's subtle, pointed smile in response to those words. "Then you don't need to worry about me," he said. "Do you?

Ivy gave the woman's hand a firm squeeze before letting it go. "What do you need?" she asked. "We're holding up." That, too, sounded like a rote reply, recited over and over again in hopes that it might somehow become the truth.

It's okay Heiress' Jameson murmured. 'I've got you

I never got the chance to finish that sentence, because the next thing I knew, Mrs. Laughlin was hugging me, holding on to me for dear life.