Quotes About Tenderness

There are moments when the body is as numinous as words, days that are the good flesh continuing. Such tenderness, those afternoons and evenings, saying blackberry, blackberry, blackberry.

I want affection and tenderness desperately, but there's something in me that prevents me from handing it out.

I have a great admiration and tenderness for Azzedine Alaia. I haven't seen him in a while, but I guess he must be still sewing some dresses at night.

The brutality that can take place in a crime film heightens the tenderness that can also be there.

'Beloved Renegade' is a meditation on Walt Whitman, on tenderness, on dying.

Yes, I've got inwardness and tenderness, but I also get angry and vituperative, and you have to honour that as well.

On the whole, the accommodationist position has been dominant in U.S. law and public culture ? ever since George Washington wrote a famous letter to the Quakers explaining that he would not require them to serve in the military because the 'conscientious scruples of all men' deserve the greatest 'delicacy and tenderness.'

The silent film has a lot of meanings. The first part of the film is comic. It represents the burlesque feel of those silent films. But I think that the second part of the film is full of tenderness and emotion.

I've done five films directed by women. I did like it. They had qualities, particularly in the romantic tenderness of scenes. I felt sometimes they were a little bit soft, but maybe they were clever to get the guys working the way they wanted them to.

Tenderness has created the first 'social order' - that of the mother with her offspring. Through motherliness, woman later makes her great contributions to civilization.

Milikilah kemauan yang keras, tetapi hati yang lembut.

Llorar porque queremos es un modo amoroso y benévolo de cuidar de nosotros mismos.

Antes de salir la miraba, durante unos segundos, abandonada entre las sábanas, y a veces se sentía tan lleno de amor que se hubiera puesto a llorar ahí mismo.

It's that which is between the gardener and his bit of soil that makes a garden.

There is such tenderness in braiding the hair of someone you love. Kindness and something more flow between the braider and the braided, the two connected by the cord of the plait.

There is such tenderness in braiding the hair of someone you love. Kindness and something more flow between the braider and the braided

Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.

I like the way you kiss-a couple of test kisses, then a huge kiss.

You are a little girl, so you are still in milk days.

Don't pout that way, my child, you'll give yourself a blister.

There could be love, Jonas whispered.

His lips covered hers as he laid the gauze on her leg. Fiery pain shot through her flesh as his lips swallowed her cry, then replaced it with such amazing sensation she wanted to whimper in return. He licked her lips. He didn't steal her kiss. He didn't take it. He cajoled it from her.

She lifted her head, her eyes still wet, her lips trembling. I love you, she whispered. So much. His head lowered and, amid blood and death, touched hers as light as a feather and whispered, I live for you.

She stared up at him and for an instant his expression went soft all over her before he turned away, gritting his teeth. Dean felt her gentle touch everywhere, in places he'd never thought about before. Like his heart.