You could just tell when a person belonged somewhere. That is something you can't fake, no matter how hard you try
Sarah DessenTags: home belong belonging fake
How can you lose me? You’ve owned me from the first moment I saw you.
Dianna HardyTags: friendship love own togetherness belong belonging relationship together bond bonding mate owning
Robin told only a little of her life, but she kept repeating in one way or another her wish for a home, as if she were afraid she would be lost again, as if she were aware, without conscious knowledge, that she belonged to Nora, and that if Nora did not make it permanent by her own strength, she would forget.
Djuna BarnesTags: belonging
How do you eat your roots?
Kamila ShamsieTags: roots identity home belonging countries important pakistan karachi identity-crisis a-question
When i write, i'm capable of having a girl of my dreams. She may not be perfect, but she's mine. And i'm her role model for God.
Ariel SeraphinoTags: writing god relationships belonging girl-of-my-dreams
But I also knew that if he turned away from me at this moment, somehow I would survive that, and I would find a way to flourish like the yard that still bloomed and grew around my family home.
I'm Sookie Stackhouse. I belong here.
Tags: survival belonging surviving flourishing
There is no ownership. There is only stewardship.
LeeAnn TaylorTags: life man woman world humanity people service spirituality responsibility earth spirit materialism belonging accountability ownership
I've been dropped off in a place I do not belong anymore. Certainly not here with Mother and Daddy,...
Kathryn StockettTags: belonging feeling-lost finding-your-place
The memory brought back the timbre of her voice and the tickle of her hair on my chin as I put her to bed that night and the feeling of belonging to someone, mattering to someone, having someone whose first smile in the morning was for you. Someone who slipped their hand into yours when they were scared and trusted you to make them feel better. Someone who knew you, the important things about you, and loved you anyway.
Michele JaffeThese hands," he squeezed them both on my face to make his point, "will never touch you without being gentle. Unless that's not what you want, of course." His eyebrow lifted waiting for me to balk, but I just waited. "These arms will never hold you back, but I'll hold you as tight as you'll let me. I can't wait for you to be all mine. You belong to me in every way, Maggie. Mine." I nodded in his hands. He leaned closer and whispered, "Say it."
I didn't wait a beat. "I belong to you." And he belonged to me.
He grinned. "You're daggum right you do.
Tags: love belonging gentleness
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