Quotes About Care

He deals with my soul: every day he folds the flesh aside and exposes my soul to the light; he has probably seen many souls in the course of his working life; but the care of souls seems to have left no more mark on him than the care of hearts leaves on the surgeon. (p 118)

immortality of the soul is something of such vital importance to us that one must have lost all feeling not to care about knowing the facts of the matter.

Qhuinn: What is wrong with you, that you care so much about me? Blay: What is wrong with you, that you can't see why I would?

Your hands on a gun butt right now, isn't it? Afraid of me?" "Just want to make sure I can take care of you." "Oh, really?" "Yeah, in case you need Glock-to-mouth-resuscitation.

And I left the aspirin next to the phone with a tall glass of water. Figured you weren't going to be able to make it to the coffeepot. Take three, turn your ringer off, and sleep. If anything exciting happens, I'll come and get you." "I love you, honey." "So buy me a mink and a nice pair of earrings for our anniversary." "You got it.

Thank you for caring for my brother. He took his sunglasses off. And looked at her with total adoration.

Sometimes IVs and pills weren't always the best course of treatment for the injured. Sometimes all you needed was the touch of the one you loved and the sound of their voice and the knowledge that you were home, and that was enough to drag you back from the brink.

You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You'll take care of her. I want you to take care of her.

I'll cab it home. Naw. I'll hang until you're through. Then I'll drag you back to your apartment. Watch you throw up for an hour. Push you into bed. Before I leave I'll get the coffee machine set up. Aspirin will be right next to the sugar bowl. I don't have a sugar bowl. So it'll be next to the bag. Butch smiled. You'd have made a great wife, Jose. That's what mine tells me.

All right, big guy, down you go. Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good. And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous.

Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.

She'd ended up passing out, and sometime later, John must have gotten up to use the loo and left the light on. Probably to make sure she didn't feel lost if she woke up. Because that's the kind of male he was.

Gallows humor is part of having a doctor in the house. Deal with it.

When I picked up the bird and felt its light weight in my hands, I realized that carelessness was a form of cruelty. See, I'd always told myself that because I meant no harm, anything that happened wasn't my fault. At that moment, though, I knew I was wrong. If I hadn't given the female my gun, the bird wouldn't have been shot. I was responsible even though I didn't pull the trigger.

G'on now.' he murmured with that Southern drawl. 'Lie on back and let me take care of you. I promise to go slow...real slow.' - Issac Rothe, Crave

If you were loved, if you had people who cared about you, you could be by yourself and never feel alone. But if no one cared? You were isolated even in a crowd.

Every part of him wanted to stay with Jo. Make sure she was okay. Attend to her every need, bringing her the choicest food and cleanest drink, securing her a warm and dry shelter, along with clothes that were of fabrics and colors of her preference. He wanted to sleep with her up against his body, skin to skin, a dagger in his right hand, a gun under his pillow, a length of chain beneath the bed, to ensure her protection against anything and everybody that would hurt her.

Thou Shalt Not Mack on Your Patients

You are the male I might have been. You are the potential I had and lost. You are the honor and the strength and the kindness she needs. You'll take care of her.

As Xcor got ready to leave the ranch just before midnight, he let his shellan check the fastenings on the bulletproof vest. She was very thorough, to the point where he had a feeling if she could have strapped herself to his chest, she would have. Capturing her hands, he kissed her fingertips one by one. "I am a lucky male, to be cared for thusly." Fates

Still, good boys liked to make their moms happy, and Blay had always been a good boy. His

This was the nurse Rehv hoped he would get each time he came in. This was the one who made these visits even partially bearable. This was his Ehlena. -Rehv's thoughts

Oh, shut it. Look, the pills have to be taken with food. You got a ham 'n' cheese on rye on you? I don't. I'da made you some linguine with Sal sauce and brought it over for you. Give me more notice next time. Rehv headed out of the office. You mind not being thoughtful. Makes me feel like shit. Your prob, not mine.

Thou Shalt Not Mack on Your Patients" part of the Hippocratic oath. Especially