Quotes About Care

me, loving someone means carrying them, and feeding them, and holding them when they're scared. God might be up there"—he nodded his head back, tilting up toward the ceiling—"but I'm down here.

Men are more helped by sympathy than by service.

Por favor. ¿Podrían limpiarle los ojos? —A la mierda sus ojos. —Inclínate un poco, Jesse. Le lamí la sangre de los ojos. Tardé mucho rato; la sangre estaba espesa y reseca, pegada en las pestañas. Tenía que escupirla a cada momento. Con el cerco rojizo, sus ojos despedían un destello ambarino. —Eh, Maggie, a ver esa sonrisa. (Del cuento A ver esa sonrisa)

The most irrational things can make a power of difference to a very ill woman.

When we are well, we all have good advice for those who are ill.

Why dost thou not retire like a guest sated with the banquet of life, and with calm mind embrace, thou fool, a rest that knows no care?

Today the demands are for even higher standards in the quality of care, for greater flexibility and convenience in treatment times, and for more prevention through screening and health checks.

Faith in Providence is faith in one's own worth, … [H]ence also false humility, religious arrogance, which, it is true, does not rely on itself, but only because it commits the care of itself to the blessed God. God … wills that I shall be blest; but that is my will also: … God's love for me [is] nothing else than my own self-love deified.

If you are a mother, you must have someone to take care of. If that someone is taken from you, whether it is a newborn or an individual old enough to have offspring of its own, can you still call yourself a mother?

It's not because I don't want to hurt Delia's feelings. It's because when she is bruised, I'm the one who aches.

The safety of the rescuer is of a higher priority than the safety of the victim. Always. •

Like Connor, Alex protected me -and he was the only person I let close enough to do it. Like Connor, Alex could finish my sentences before I did. But unlike Connor, for whom I had ultimately come too late, I was just in time to take care of Alex.

Maybe this was the job of a mother: to buy time for her child, no matter what. Even if it meant doing something she'd rather not; even if it left her flat on her back.

I want her to be safe. I want her to be mine.

Because we're two of a kind. You were made to take care of me, and I'm going to take care of you.

What is a parent, really, but somebody who picks up the things a child leaves behind - a trail made of stripped off clothing, orphaned shoes, tiny bright plastic game pieces, and nostalgia - and who hands back each of these when its needed?

He knows what will upset me before it even happens and like a superhero, bends the track of the runaway train before it strikes.

No matter what you do for someone-no matter if you feed him a bottle as a baby or curl up with him at night to keep him warm or give him food so he's not hungry-make one wrong move at the wrong moment, and you become someone unrecognizable.

It's not that he doesn't love you enough to tell you the truth," she said. "It's that he loves you too much to risk it.

Do you owe someone only the care they provided for you? Or does believing that make you as culpable as they were?

I just know that, at that moment, I remember feeling like the world had turned itself inside out. It's the child who's supposed to cry, and the mom who makes it all better, not the other way around, which is why mothers will move heaven and earth to hold it together in front of their own kids.

What she really meant was: here is my heart, have a care.

Gardens by their very nature are fragile beings that live in the two dimensions of time and care.

Friendship with children creates loving friends.