#tenderness

Care is a state in which something does matter; it is the source of human tenderness. ↗

— Rollo May

#does #human #matter #something #source

A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness, but after that he begins to bunch them. ↗

— H. L. Mencken

#always #begins #bunch #first #first love

Cows are amongst the gentlest of breathing creatures; none show more passionate tenderness to their young when deprived of them; and, in short, I am not ashamed to profess a deep love for these quiet creatures. ↗

— Thomas de Quincey

#amongst #ashamed #breathing #cows #creatures

There is an organic affinity between joyousness and tenderness, and their companionship in the saintly life need in no way occasion surprise. ↗

— William James

#between #companionship #joyousness #life #need

People like to warn you that by the time you reach the middle of your life, passion will begin to feel like a meal eaten long ago, which you remember with great tenderness. ↗

— Meg Wolitzer

#eaten #emotion #food #life #meal

A man must at times be hard as nails: willing to face up to the truth about himself, and about the woman he loves, refusing compromise when compromise is wrong. But he must also be tender. No weapon will breach the armor of a woman's resentment like tenderness. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#manhood #relationships #tenderness #love

Имаше един машинен боцман, бай Симо. Дебел като бъчва. Хранеше си едно птиче от устата. Сдъвкваше му залъче и със слюнката си му го даваше. То едничко оживя и закрепна. Направи си гнездо на кораба. Между две вахти, като излезе от машинното, дето се пържи на 48 градуса, бай Симо се разхождаше "по булеварда" - тоест по палубата. Птичето го познаваше. Почваше да се върти край него. Кацаше на рамото му. Той все вардеше водата в купичката да му е прясна и чиста. Да го видиш: едър, грамаден мъжага, става като дете. Умря на кораба внезапно. От разрив на сърцето. Хвърлихме го в морето. И вече не се върна. Така е на кораба. Нежност наред с грубост. Така е и в света. Едни хранят птичета и треперят над тях, а други ги колят и пекат... ↗

— Blaga Dimitrova

#life #tenderness #life

Eyyia?" said her husband, and Eliane bet Danel heard the mangling of her name as music. "You sound like a marsh frog," she said, moving to stand before his chair. By the flickering light she saw him smile. "Where have you been," she asked. "My dear. I've needed you so much." "Eyyia," he tried again, and stood up. His eyes were black hollows. They would always be hollows. He opened his arms and she moved into the space they made in the world, and laying her head against his chest she permitted herself the almost unimaginable luxury of grief. ↗

— Guy Gavriel Kay

#grief #ishak #love #marriage #tenderness

Before I could reply, he had picked me up, literally swept me off my feet, and kissed me. And afterwards, when I tried to speak, he silenced me in much the same manner. It was a shock (but not at all distasteful) to be so caught up. Later - when he at last set me down - he handled me more gently. He took of my glasses and told me that he loved me. ↗

— Jennifer Paynter

#gentle #heart-breaking #jane-austen #jennifer-paynter #love

What distinguishes a great artist from a weak one is first their sensibility and tenderness; second, their imagination, and third, their industry. ↗

— Salman Rushdie

#distinguishes #first #great #imagination #industry