#tenderness

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

You can’t substitute material things for love or for gentleness or for tenderness or for a sense of comradeship. Money is not a substitute for tenderness, and power is not a substitute for tenderness. ↗

— Mitch Albom

#gentleness #love #material-things #money #power

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

You let me set the water in the shower, and followed me into the booth to stand there with me under the warm spray. You kept your head down, not looking me in the eyes—though if you were shy, I couldn’t tell. You had no reason to be. You know what you look like. I know you don’t remember what we did. I want to tell you. ↗

— Julio-Alexi Genao

#sex #tenderness #love

You know those little moments when an unexpected act or a spoken word affects your heart with sweet, satiating intensity - a simple gesture that possesses deep, personal meaning beyond what anyone realizes?  You know those tender moments?  That's God pressing his lips on your forehead and whispering, 'I love you'. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#god #inspirational #kindness #love #mercy

You may claim that it is courageous to accept your assessment of yourself, but I could suggest that to do so is a way of abdicating the responsibilities of life.Such cynicism gives you a license to give up and make no effort. ↗

— Steph Penney

#courage

...I lost my illusions in a black rain of bitterness - now what do you see in my eyes? How can you still love me? How can I be tender? ... ↗

— John Geddes

#despair #eyes #illusions #love #rain

Ако не беше толкова мил, толкова внимателен, тя отдавна щеше да го е оставила, много преди нещата да станат сериозни, но нежността му я обезоръжава и я задържа. Кадънс имаше нужда от тази нежност, защото дълго време бе живяла без нея. ↗

— Andrew Porter

#relationship #tenderness #relationship

Our identity rests in God's relentless tenderness for us revealed in Jesus Christ. ↗

— Brennan Manning

#christianity #gentleness #god #identity #tenderness

The rage of the Beast Lord was a terrible thing to behold. Some people stormed, some punched things, but Curran slipped into this icy, bone-chilling calm. His face hardened into a flat mask, and his eyes turned into a molten inferno of pure gold. If you looked at it for longer than two seconds, your muscles locked, your knees shook, and you had to fight to keep from cringing. It was easier to look at the floor, but I didn’t. Besides, he wasn’t angry with me. He wasn’t even angry with Kate. He was angry with Anapa. I had no doubt that if he could’ve gotten a hold of the god at that moment, he would’ve broken him in half. “It’s only ribs,” Kate told him. “And they’re not even broken. They are fractured.” “And the hip,” Doolittle said. “And the knee.” There you go. Don’t expect mercy from a honeybadger. “How long do you need to keep her?” Curran looked to Doolittle. “She can go to her quarters, provided she doesn’t leave them,” Doolittle said. “I can’t do anything else with the magic down. She must stay down until I can patch her up.” “She will.” Curran reached for Kate. “Hey, baby. Ready?” She nodded. Curran slid his hands under her and picked her up, gently, as if she weighed nothing. “Good?” he asked. She put her arm around him. “Never better. ↗

— Ilona Andrews

#gunmetal-magic #ilona-andrews #kate-daniels #love #tenderness