Abbi Glines Quotes

This is not a letter but my arms around you for a brief moment.

There's nothing like being hugged or held or just anything as simple as that.

I'll put it out there: I love getting hugs.

When it's cold & dark at night, and we're alone together, I long to take you in my arms, and cuddle you forever.

The best way to hold a man is in your arms.

Being cuddly has nothing to do with size.

Hold onto me baby. I'm going to take care of you." The raspy need in his voice only made me more desperate.

Intimacy can be about holding someone's hand. It could be about stroking their hair.

It would be nice to have someone to go back to, a girl to call at the end of the night after a long day.

I have learned that there is more power in a good strong hug than in a thousand meaningful words.

A boy is holding a girl so very tight in his arms tonight.

Love from one being to another can only be that two solitudes come nearer, recognize and protect and comfort each other.

They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.

I can't really explain what it's like to be in love, but I feel like it's being comfortable. It's almost like having a best friend. It's a beautiful thing.

Make me feel at home, if you really care, scratch my back and run your pretty fingers through my hair.

I’m tired, can’t think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that through all eternity.

I've always had a fascination with hugging (I'm not really particular about who or what it is I'm embracing as long as there's a “squish” factor).

Open your hands if you want to be held.

What did my arms do before they held you?

He dropped the pretense, and dropped his head, so his brow came to rest against the sun-warmed top of hers. His arms went around her and drew her in, and Karou and Akiva were like two matches struck against each other to flare starlight. With a sigh, she softened, and it was pure homecoming to melt against him and rest.

Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.

Don't leave my embrace for here in my arms is your place.

When you know my love, my love will warm you.

And enough for me that when my hand touched your shoulder, you leaned on me; and when you felt me slip away, you called my name.

Friendship is a word, the very sight of which in print makes the heart warm.