“I believe that You, O Jesus, are in the most holy Sacrament. I love You and desire You. Come into my heart. I embrace You. Oh, never leave me. May the burning and most sweet power of Your love, O Lord Jesus Christ, I beseech You, absorb my mind that I may die through love of Your love, Who were graciously pleased to die through love of my love.” MindBelieveHeartMayDesireDiesJesusI BelieveChristLordLove YouSweetMy HeartHolyJesus ChristEmbraceBurningSacramentsLeaving MeLord Jesus ChristNever Leave Me Author:Francis of Assisi
“WHERE and WHEN, Are lost in space. THERE and THEN, Do not embrace. So before we disappear, Come sweet NOW and kiss the HERE.” LostSpaceSweetKissingEmbraceDisappear Author:Yip Harburg
“My grandfather always told me, You know youre American first, but youre a Greek-American, which makes you a better American. It sounds sort of old-world and very sweet, but what he meant was that you should embrace those things that are most special and different about you.” KnowsWorldShouldFirstsDifferentSoundSpecialSweetEmbraceGreekGrandfatherMy GrandfatherOld WorldVery Sweet Author:Melina Kanakaredes
“Nine planets round the sun, only one does the sun embrace. Upon this watered one, so much we take for granted; So let us sleep outside tonight, lay down in our mother's arms, for here we can rest safely ... One sweet world around a star is spinning One sweet world And in her breath I'm swimming, and here we will rest in peace.” WorldDoeMotherStarsSleepSunPlanetsSweetArmsBreathsEmbraceLaysRoundsNineGrantedTonightSwimmingSpinningRest In Peace Author:Dave Matthews
“Love is not simply the sum of sweet greetings and wrenching partings and kisses and embraces, but is made up more of the memory of what has happened and the imagining of what is to come.” MadeMemoriesLove IsHappenedSweetKissingEmbracePartingGreetings Author:Anita Shreve
“Yes, she is the fruit that will Sustain me and yes, she brings A rain that I know can chill But it is a rain so sweet and sings A song my soul insists That I follow, if I would exist As more than I have ever, ever been If my mother calls it evil, then I embrace the sin” IfsKnowsSoulMotherSongEvilSinSweetRainEmbraceFruitMy SoulChill Author:Walter Dean Myers
“Let the tears which fell, and the broken words which were exchanged in the long close embrace between the orphans, be sacred. A father, sister, and mother, were gained, and lost, in that one moment. Joy and grief were mingled in the cup; but there were no bitter tears: for even grief arose so softened, and clothed in such sweet and tender recollections, that it became a solemn pleasure, and lost all character of pain.” LongMomentsCharacterPainJoyMotherFatherLostPleasureGriefTearsSweetBrokenSacredEmbraceBitterCupsSolemnRecollectionOrphanSisters And MothersJoy And Grief Book:Oliver Twist Source: Oliver Twist
“It was always easier for me to show love than to say it. The word reminded me of pralines: small, precious, almost unbearable sweet. I would light up in his presence; I felt like a sun in the constellation of his embrace. But trying to put what I felt for him into words diminished it somehow, like pinning a butterfly under glass, or videotaping a comet.” TryingShowsLightFeltSunSweetEasierEmbraceGlassesButterflyUnbearableConstellationsLight UpComets Book:Handle with Care: A Novel Source: Handle with Care: A Novel
“She was nervous about the future; it made her indelicate. She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time --because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it. She wanted to be the reason for everything and so was the cause of nothing. She had the fluency of tongue and action meted out by divine providence to those who cannot think for themselves. She was the master of the over-sweet phrase, the over-tight embrace.” ThinkingMadeReasonActionWantedCausesDivineSweetMastersEmbraceTongueNervousPhrasesWickedProvidenceAlone TimeDivine ProvidenceFluencyReason For Everything Book:Nightwood Source: Nightwood
“I wrap my arms around his neck, feel his arms hesitate before they embrace me. Not as steady as they once were, but still warm and strong. A thousand moments surge through me. All the times these arms were my only refuge from the world. Perhaps not fully appreciated then, but so sweet in my memory, and now gone for ever.” WorldFeelsStillsMomentsStrongMemoriesGoneSweetArmsThousandEmbraceWarmNecksSteadyRefugeAppreciatedWraps Book:Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3) Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)