Quotes About Reassurance

You're quite wrong, you know. I am the most permanent person that you will eve meet," said Magnus, his voice breathless with laughter and his eyes stung a little by tears. "It is only that it never makes a difference.

As they walked, he leaned low and close to her ear. "Don't worry. I won't have anything dangerous for dinner, at least, not a weapon.

Selene," I said shakily, "I think he's dead." "Shhh," she said soothingly. "Poor darling. Sit down. Let me give you some tea." Tea? I thought wildly. I think I killed someone, and you're offering me tea?

Loretta swallowed. "Hunter?" His indigo gaze met hers. "Thank you. For--defending me." Almost imperfectibly, he inclined his head. "Sleep, Blue Eyes. It is well.

You will be warm with me in my lodge? I have many buffalo robes. And plenty food. Meat, yes? And my strong arm will protect you, forever into the horizon. There is nothing to fear." He pressed his hand more firmly against her midriff. "My tongue does not make lies. It is the truth I speak, not penende taquoip , the honey talk, but a promise. I have spoken the words, and they are carried away on the wind to whisper to me always.

Lie on your back and close your eyes. Let me chase your fear away.

But I bet more than half the people in the world right now are worrying about something that really is going to be okay.

He wanted to explain that a scared part of him was still scared. That no matter how many times Dad explained that Buddy was safe, the scared part of him never heard, or never believed. But he had no idea how to frame such a thought with words.

There are all manner of things that scare us at some point in our lives, but then later we find out they really never meant to hurt us anyway.

anymore. Maybe he was even with someone else after all this time. "You really look worried," Pete said. "Relax. Something came up that he

And then she felt her Ell's great strong presence beside her, and Saturday slipped his hand in hers. Oh. Oh . They would not abandon her. Of course, they would not. How silly she had been. They were her friends—they had always been. Friends can go odd on you and do things you don't like, but that doesn't make them strangers.

I will keep it safe for you," Saturday whispered, barely brave enough to say it.

Will you beat me if I say no?" he whispered fearfully. September thought she might cry. "Oh...oh dear. Not all the world is like that. Well. I am not like that.

This strange woman down in the dark kissed me and held me, and in between she whispered over and over: Shhh. It's okay. It's okay.

Naturally we are aware of the strength of our economy and naturally we don't want to downplay it.

we are all waiting for the luminous hands that will reach for us in the night, the eyes that will witness our pain, the voice that will whisper the possibility of a different truth.

superior air, gained his feet, and walked over to White Fang. He talked soothingly to him, but not for long, then slowly put out his hand, rested it on White Fang's head, and resumed the interrupted

But you just know when someone's there, don't you? You can feel them in the house, as if--oh, I don't know, I'm an old woman rambling--but it's as if your heart knows that their heart is beating somewhere and everything's all right.

They knew that no one heard, that bloodless people cannot be made to bleed. So they blew what everyone had heard before, they reassured everyone that nothing terrible was happening.

They knew that no one heard, that bloodless people cannot be made to bleed. So they blew what everyone had heard before, they reassured everyone that nothing terrible was happening, and the people at the tables found it pleasant to shout over this stunning corroboration and the people at the bar, under cover of the noise they could scarcely have lived without, pursued whatever it was they were after.

they reassured everyone that nothing terrible was happening

All the white people she has ever met needed, in one way or another, to be reassured, consoled, to have their consciences pricked but not blasted; could not, could not afford to hear a truth which would shatter, irrevocably, their image of themselves. It is astonishing the lengths to which a person, or a people, will go in order to avoid a truthful mirror.

I think people need reassurance that there is an afterlife. That's perfectly understandable.

I cannot just write a frivolous book, a la-di-da book. Everything isn't la-di-da. There is something that's going to pull you up short. I want to reassure young readers. I want to comfort them, to not fear the unexpected.