Quotes About Reassurance

My favorite definition of heaven comes from a Benedictine sister, who told me that as her mother lay dying in a hospital bed she had ventured to reassure her by saying, "In heaven, everyone we love is there." The older woman had replied, "No, in heaven I will love everyone who's there.

You can rest with me until somebody comes to get you. We will not say anything. We can rest.

You were just worried about me." An exhale, relieved that I had understood. "Yeah" I turned. "Because you think I'm worth it" He put his fingers under my chin. "I absolutely think your worth it." "But you don't think you are." His mouth opened. Shut. "That's what this is about, Derek. You won't let us worry about you because you don't think you're worth it. But I do. I absolutely do.

If there's anything I can do- I know there probably isn't, but..." Just be here

For a long time I thought I could deal with my anger and hostility on my own. But I couldn't. I denied that it had affected me, and yet I was so frantic on the inside with other people: I needed to be constantly reassured.

Come now my child If we were planning to harm you, do you think we'd be lurking here beside the path in the darkest part of the forest?

I thought that if I gave everything I had inside to the people I loved, I would perhaps be able to prove I wasn't a bad person. The truth was that I really wasn't a bad person. And I didn't need to dedicate my life to defining the kind of person that I was.

Caressing reassures lovers that their love endures.

And in my wilful blindness I had refused to see what was before my eyes. How men fear the chaos of the world, I thought, and the yawning eternity hereafter. So we build patterns to explain its terrible mysteries and reassure ourselves we are safe in this world and beyond.

men fear the chaos of the world, I thought, and the yawning eternity hereafter. So we build patterns to explain its terrible mysteries and reassure ourselves we are safe in this world and beyond.

We like to believe the world arcs towards justice--I suppose because it reassures us and makes us think there's some sort of order to our existence. but what if we're wrong? What if it's All meaningless chaos and chance?

No fim destes dias encontrar você que me sorri, que me abre os braços, que me abençoa e passa a mão na minha cara marcada, na minha cabeça confusa, que me olha no olho e me permite mergulhar no fundo quente da curva do teu ombro. Mergulho no cheiro que não defino, você me embala dentro dos seus braços e você me beija e você me aperta e você me aquieta repetindo que está tudo bem, tudo, tudo bem.

He stood in front of her and told her he'd come, not to climb her tower but to shelter it. In his clumsy way, he was like a prince who arrived with sweaty armpits and bad hair. At least I'm here, he might have said. That's better than nothing. And it was.

Don't worry. Here's the thing I've learned about pregnancy. Everything feels like a crisis and everything turns out to be heartburn.

YOUR FEAR MAY SEEM REAL BUT THE DANGER IS NOT. YOU'RE SAFE. YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. YOU'RE HAVING A PANIC ATTACK.

sometimes you just want the comfort of knowing that somebody really does care about you (even if they show it in peculiar ways).

It's my turn to see you through,' she whispers, coming back to me and wrapping me in her blanket as I lose my shit all over again. She holds me until I recover my Y chromosome.

So let's hear another one of your irrational fears. Mia grasped me by the arms and pulled herself in to my chest, like she was burrowing her body into mine. "I'm scared of losing you," she said in the faintest of voices." I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen.

I only need a second. So I can show her that I'm here. That someone's still here.

I'm scared of losing you," she said in the faintest of voices. I pushed her away so I could see her face and kissed the top of her forehead. "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen.

No duden de que les oye. Es consciente de todo lo que está pasando. Les parecerá que son los médicos o las enfermeras o todos esos cacharros los que llevan la batuta. Pues no. Es ella quien lleva la batuta. Quizá sólo se está tomando su tiempo. Así que hablen con ella. Díganle que se tome todo el tiempo que necesite, pero que vuelva. Que la están esperando.

I asked why you want to keep your clothes on. Are you scarred?" Shiver bumps dotted her skin. "No." Not physically, at least. "It will not bother me if you are. I swear. I will kiss them better," he said huskily.

The timid need assurance, the brazen need frightening.

Fear not the darkness Fear not the night You are not forsaken We remember you