Quotes About Caring

Be that loving person you want to love.

People who love cats have some of the biggest hearts around.

No voy a enamorarme de ti, cariño. No ocurrirá. Me importas pero no te amo

Daisy's thoughts after getting the tiger back to his cage: That every living being was part of every other living being. That all were part of God. Bound by love. Put on earth to care for one another.

Doesn't love make a home? Doesn't love make a family?

Rather than sweeping romantic gestures or grand overtures, it is these tiny courtesies that create the foundation for the love we seek. If they are missing, the foundation will weaken over time.

I must have loved you a lot.

He never lets go of Annie's hand. Not when they walk, not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to.

But it's Posy, Gale's five-year-old sister, who helps the most. She scoots along the bench to Octavia and touches her skin with a tentative finger. "You're green. Are you sick?" "It's a fashion thing, Posy. Like wearing lipstick," I say. "It's meant to be pretty," whispers Octavia, and I can see the tears threatening to spill over her lashes. Posy considers this and says matter-of-factly, "I think you'd be pretty in any color.

I reach for Prim in the twilight, clamp my hand on her leg and pull myself over to her. Her voice remains steady as she croons to Buttercup. "It's all right, baby, it's all right. We'll be OK down there." My mother wraps her arms around us. I allow myself to feel young for a moment and rest my head on her shoulder.

Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.

El se queda paralizado, aunque no se aparta, así que sigo acariciándole dulcemente el cabello. Es la primera vez que lo toco por voluntad propia desde la última arena. -Sigues intentando protegerme. ¿Real o no? -susurra. -Real -respondo; quizá deba explicarlo mejor-. Porque eso es lo que nosotros dos hacemos: nos protegemos el uno al otro. [pp.327]

And he wanted to keep her. Safe and close at hand. Admired and admiring. Devoted. And entirely, unequivocally his.

There wasn't. But there should be, he thought, given how fractured families were by the war. There should be a place for anyone who cared for you at all. In fact, maybe that should be the question to start with: Who cares about you? Or even better, Who can you count on?

I think about how there was no going back after I took over caring for the family when I was eleven. How I will always have to protect her.

I remember everything about you," says Peeta, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "You're the one who wasn't paying attention.

You're cold." Taking a spare blanket from the foot of the bed, she wraps it around all three of us, enveloping me in her warmth and Buttercup's furry heat as well. "You could tell me, you know. I'm good at keeping secrets. Even from Mother." She's really gone, then. The little girl with the back of her shirt sticking out like a duck tail, the one who needed help reaching the dishes, and who begged to see the frosted cakes in the bakery window.

It's nice to see Cameron has friends again," she whispers to me. "I've been worried about him.

Penelope? Thank you. For not leaving me alone to deal with this . . . when things got hard. other people would have. You're a true friend.

If they're friends, then they've got your back . . . whether you're there or not. ...

I know a lot of people want to buy puppies, but adopting a dog who needs a home is doing something good.

Compassion doesn't, of course, mean feeling sorry for people, or pity, which is how the word has become emasculated in a way.

My husband is a huge source of support and love.

I was raised in a spirit of the importance of service to your fellow man. My mom is a senator back home in South Africa. My father is a very caring and generous individual.