shelters Quotes

“The child, screaming for refuge, senses how feeble a shelter the twig hut of grown-up awareness is. They claim strength, these parents, and complete sanctuary.”

“Then she saw something ahead of her in the woods. It was an old boxcar. ‘What a good home that will be in the rain!’ she thought.”

“When I am king they shall not have bread and shelter only, but also teachings out of books, for a full belly is little worth where the mind is starved.”

“It was home; her roof, her garden, her green acres, her dear trees; it was shelter for the little family at Sunnybrook.”

“Shelter, as in shelter from the stormy blast. It’s what they’re all seeking. The street people. What they crave. If they can only find shelter everything will be fine.”

“The word negotiable was spelt ‘Negoshable,’ and the whole thing looked like a six-year-old had written it, but I didn’t care. There was an address.”

“Dicey had lowered her sights. She no longer hoped for a home. Now she wanted only a place where the Tillermans could be themselves and do what was good for them. Home was out of the question.”

“It was the mud that was killing us one by one—the mud, the lack of shelter, and the lack of food.”

“For a long time, it seemed forever, I lay there crying, sheltering my scarlet ibis from the heresy of rain.”

“Dazzled, his head ringing with pain, Rossamund thought the instructor was shouting at him, and so he stayed down. Indeed, he found that he much preferred to lie still while the world swam.”

“The children of the forest live deep in the roots of an old pine tree. They collect wild mushrooms and blueberries and shelter under toadstools when it rains.”

“As they came out from the shelter of the trees and the Great Meadows stretched before them, Kit caught her breath. She had not expected anything like this. From that first moment, in a way she could never explain, the Meadows claimed her and made her their own. As far as she could see they stretched on either side, a great level sea of green, broken here and there by a solitary graceful elm. Was it the fields of sugar cane they brought to mind, or the endless reach of the ocean to meet the sky? Or was it simply the sense of freedom and space and light that spoke to her of home?”

“Lightning and thunder crashed and flashed together in a perfect fury! Stunned by the force of it, the children ran for shelter under the great oak tree that marked the halfway point between home and school. Its branches lashed and creaked, but it was something sturdy to cling to.”

“It’s funny to think there’s no shelters this time. We had an old Anderson in the garden. I can see it now... We had nasturtiums growing all over it... and we painted the front green... it looked quite pretty... next door grew cabbages on theirs...”

“She is one with us, a part of Thackers. Thackers is like a rock, sheltering us.”

“She remembers the Buddha’s words: A tree is a wondrous thing that shelters, feeds, and protects all living things. It even offers shade to the axmen who destroy it. And with those words, she has her book’s end.”