Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant, they would destroy the very things they were meant to illuminate. Embryonic bonfires,...

The exhilaration was hard to explain. It was a lonely feeling — a somehow melancholy feeling. He was outside; he passed on the wings of the wind, and none of the people beyond the brightly...

It was a cold night, so I got a fire going. I lit a scented candle.

Tea is just an excuse.i am drinking this sunset, this evening.and you.

Geoff’s arm emanated with a solid warmth I longed for after our days aboard S.S. British-Craphole.

Love is that micro-moment of warmth and connection that you share with another living being

stronger than mountains.a place where my heart feels the safest- underneath his shirt.

Summer is the time for squabbles. In winter, we must protect one another, keep each other warm, share our strengths.

Choose wisely From those who start A fire in your heart. Some may burn you to shreds,While you were looking for warmth.

I have a little theory that I’d like to air here, if I may. What is it that you think makes you magicians?” More silence. Fogg was well into rhetorical-question territory now anyway. He spoke...

Where are you?” he asked. “I’m right here” she said. “I know, but it feels like one percent of you is somewhere else, where is that one percent?” he said. “I don’t know….I think I’m...

This winter, there will be no voices, no glimpses, no arms.only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm.

If it was the warmth of the sun, and not its light, that produced this operation, it would follow, that, by warming the water near the fire about as much as it would have been...

But one day you’re going to wake up to the smell of a friend making burnt toast and warm coffee, and you’re going to smile with relief knowing you made it. Knowing somebody found ways...

The best thing you can ever have is peace of mind, it is a basking fire to keep a cold heart in warmth, and a fortified confidence to be proud of.

I’ve no need for a limited chimney when am feeling the warmth of the motherly sun.

I realizedJune had never beenjust a monthmusic…never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket.

I’m a little more reserved in person than people expect. But I warm up quickly, like leftovers. Meatloaf, anyone?

Snowflakes swirl down gently in the deep blue haze beyond the window. The outside world is a dream.Inside, the fireplace is brightly lit, and the Yule log crackles with orange and crimson sparks.There’s a steaming...

But she didn’t pull away from him. If anything, she seemed to sort of melt against him. It was thefirst time she’d willingly accepted something from him without getting stiff and defensive andgenerally annoyed

If it took me showing some warmth to get warmth in return, I’d do it.

leave me a smilejust warm enough…to spend a milliongolden afternoons in.

Music brings a warm glow to my vision, thawing mind and muscle from their endless wintering.

Ice is most welcome in a cold drink on a hot day.But in the heart of winter, you want a warm hot mug with your favorite soothing brew to keep the chill away.When you don’t...

Go spend time with the aspen trees. They’ll tell you how it works. They’ll tell you to look to your roots for energy. They’ll tell you there’s warmth below the surface.

I enjoy it when the world smiles; the more smiles, the warmer I am.

i want to stay curled and cosiedand chocolated….foreverin my mother’s arms.

A being of light for a pet wouldn’t be furry, but it would keep you warm—and awake at night.

Quite, quite,’ she thought with a little sigh. ‘It’s always like this in their adventures. To save and be saved. I wish somebody would write a story sometime about the people who warm up the...

Perhaps it was the way he’d look at me and smile,Perhaps it was the sound of his voice after being utterly defeated,Perhaps it was the warmth of his touch,Perhaps I’ve always been in love with...

All the statistics in the world can’t measure the warmth of a smile.

my motheris pure radiance. she is the suni can touchand kissand holdwithout getting burnt.

Sleeping in a tinfoil suit keeps me warmer and helps prepare me for my voyage to the moon. Would you care for some licorice?

…there was something in the texture of the weave that felt happy: theecho of a memory so far down in his soul it was all emotion, aburst of colour and warmth, adrift from time and...

The glory of fame isn’t in having so many people know you, but in having so many people know you care. Otherwise, it’s like being drawn to a fire to find no warmth.

We laughed a lot and I grew warmer still, lovely and warm. I do realize that some of that warmth was due to the wine, but there was much more to it than that. There...

Surely everyone is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a wintry fireside; candles at four o’clock, warm hearthrugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies to the floor, whilst the...

I’ve been accused of being cold, snobbish, distant. Those who know me well know that I’m nothing of the sort. If anything, the opposite is true. But is it too much to ask to want...

I have to believe it’s right to be a warm voice, a companion if I can be, as soon as ever I find a friend.

Arabella dangled her legs out of the bedroom window and closed her eyes. She felt a butterfly brush against her knee, rubbed her skin against the mortar and bricks, drank in the warmth of the...

Love comforts, it is gentle, it is warm and you can feel it within your entire being.

With callused handsi tastedthe softness of the moonin the coldest windsi discoveredmy soul’s warmest fireplacein the roughnessof his stubblethe tenderest love.

… answered his knock with a smile, a short one forced through because she was at heart a warm person, not given to the dark mood swings which now plagued her.

Teeth aren’t pearly, until you smile.

How we need that security. How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this. I need someone...

In the morning, celebrate the beauty and warmth of sun light,in the evening, celebrate the song of silence and love of night.

and the afterglow…of your gaze…is the onlysweater that I need.

The warmth and the passion in my veins are more than enough for a hundred thirsty girls.

It is good people who make good places.

Christmas is a blanket that warms our cold hearts.