“One humid summer afternoon, Remy got to missing his dad, who was in Japan doing fieldwork. After searching around the house, I… — Ashley mae Hoiland Copy Share Image
“Jiminy," says the old woman. The mothballs gleam with excitement and she claps her hands. "A wolf!" " Gram! " Siobhan glares… — Robert Paul Weston Copy Share Image
The English language lacks the words 'to mourn an absence.' For the loss of a parent, grandparent, spouse, child or friend we… — Laura Bush Copy Share Image
“My own heartbeat was slowing under my hand, under the deep rose silk, the color of a baby’s sleep-flushed cheek. When you… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“When Aziza first spotted Mariam in the morning, her eyes always sprang open, and she began mewling and squirming in her mother's… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
Love was a promise A dream we shared together - A new start to life. Love was in the eyes Of a… — Fad Ibra Copy Share Image
Her tiny hand gripped mine with a surprising warmth, and in a shocking wash of emotion, I felt everything I knew shift.… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“And dozens of tiny hands reached up, and cast back dozens of tiny hoods. The robes fell away, revealing a motley of… — Phillip Andrew Bennett Low Copy Share Image
“I move closer to the glass, as close as I can get to it, begging her, begging Lily, begging Grace, begging all… — Courtney Summers Copy Share Image
“At birth, they’d been charged by God with the responsibility of growing into total fuckups. Had they chosen this? Was it their… — George Saunders Copy Share Image
“She took him by the sleeve and tried tugging him toward the door. Unsuccessfully. Then she gave up on the tugging and… — Tessa Dare Copy Share Image
He looked down and did something quite out of character for him: he took hold of Shmuel's tiny hand in his and… — John Boyne Copy Share Image
“Babies are soft. Anyone looking at them can see the tender, fragile skin and know it for the rose-leaf softness that invites… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
“A sob pops in my throat. I choke it, and look around for a harmless visual distraction, but all I see is… — D.B.C. Pierre Copy Share Image
If a pastor focuses only on teaching, he grows members with big ears and rears but tiny hands and hearts.Service is MODELED… — Rick Warren Copy Share Image
Maternal love, like an orange tree, buds and blossoms and bears at once. When a woman puts her finger for the first… — Kate Douglas Wiggin Copy Share Image
“Her earliest memory was of wings. Luminous red and blue, yellow and green and orange; a black so rich it appeared liquid,… — Elizabeth Hand Copy Share Image
I grabbed Aunt Prue's tiny hand, her fingers as small as bare twigs in winter. I closed my eyes and took her… — Kami Garcia Copy Share Image
Granny hold our tiny hands for just a little while, but our hearts forever. =} — PrinceAzheef Copy Share Image
“Years from now when my kids are older, they’ll probably think of Jesus whenever they even smell a Goldfish cracker. I’m sure… — Jonathan Acuff Copy Share Image
“Watching Castro, whose tiny hands looked like marshmallows, hoist the ball from his waist and through the hoop seemed like the human… — Rafe Bartholomew Copy Share Image
As often as I have witnessed the miracle [birth], held the perfect creature with its tiny hands and feet, each time I… — Margaret Sanger Copy Share Image
“Hunter was sitting under a brush arbor, tossing dice with several men, when Blackbird came tearing up the path between the lodges,… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image