#tender

'Tis the most tender part of love, each other to forgive. ↗

— John Sheffield

#forgive #love #most #other #part

If a man is pictured chopping off a woman's breast, it only gets a R rating, but if, God forbid, a man is pictured kissing a woman's breast, it gets an X rating. Why is violence more acceptable than tenderness? ↗

— Sally Struthers

#chopping #forbid #gets #god #kissing

It is not new or unusual for the real Americans, meaning those immigrants who came to America a little bit longer ago, to fear the outsiders, the pretenders, the newcomers. ↗

— Luis Gutierrez

#america #bit #came #fear #immigrants

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. ↗

— Pedro Almodovar

#comic #emotion #feel #film #films

Now I need to take a piece of wood and make it sound like the railroad track, but I also had to make it beautiful and lovable so that a person playing it would think of it in terms of his mistress, a bartender, his wife, a good psychiatrist - whatever. ↗

— Les Paul

#bartender #beautiful #good #had #his

From the first moment I handled my lens with a tender ardour. ↗

— Julia Margaret Cameron

#handled #i #lens #moment #tender

I will never hurt you. I will always help you. If you are hungry Ill give you my food. If you are frightened I am your friend. I love you now. And love does not end. ↗

— Orson Scott Card

#poem #song #tender #food

I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures. ↗

— Tahereh Mafi

#eyes #love #shatter-me #tenderness #love

Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love, a little affection, a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house, that's what it means. ↗

— Henny Youngman

#affection #come #do you know #give #home

As she stooped over him, her tears fell upon his forehead. The boy stirred, and smiled in his sleep, as though these marks of pity and compassion had awakened some pleasant dream of a love and affection he had never known; as a strain of gentle music, or the rippling of water in a silent place, or the odour of a flower, or even the mention of a familiar word, will sometimes call up sudden dim remembrances of scenes that never were, in this life; which vanish like a breath; and which some brief memory of a happier existence, long gone by, would seem to have awakened, for no voluntary exertion of the mind can ever recall them. ↗

— Charles Dickens

#memory #tenderness #dreams