A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
Women's virtue is frequently nothing but a regard to their own quiet and a tenderness for their reputation.
When I approach a child he inspires in me two sentiments tenderness for what he is and respect for what he may become.
It is justice and respect that I want the world to dust off and put - without delay and with tenderness - back on the head of the Palestinian child. It will be imperfect justice and respect because the injustice and disrespect have been so severe. But I believe we are right to try.
A man always remembers his first love with special tenderness but after that he begins to bunch them.
Do you know what it means to come home at night to a woman who'll give you a little love a little affection a little tenderness? It means you're in the wrong house that's what it means.
What distinguishes a great artist from a weak one is first their sensibility and tenderness second their imagination and third their industry.
I understand by this passion the union of desire friendship and tenderness which is inflamed by a single female which prefers her to the rest of her sex and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.
We win by tenderness. We conquer by forgiveness.
I couldn't have foreseen all the good things that have followed my mother's death. The renewed energy the surprising sweetness of grief. The tenderness I feel for strangers on walkers. The deeper love I have for my siblings and friends. The desire to play the mandolin. The gift of a visitation.
When death the great reconciler has come it is never our tenderness that we repent of but our severity.
When death comes it is never our tenderness that we repent from but our severity.
My dad's a beautiful man but like a lot of Mexican men or men in general a lot of men have a problem with the balance of masculinity and femininity - intuition and compassion and tenderness - and get overboard with the macho thing. It took him a while to become more I would say conscious evolved.
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think all the walks I want to take all the books I want to read and all the friends I want to see.