There's no substitute for a mother's warmth on a wintry night!!!

I am afraid that it will all be ruined. It is like stepping out into the darkness when one has a world of light and warmth behind one.

Surely everyone is aware of the divine pleasures which attend a wintry fireside; candles at four o'clock, warm hearthrugs, tea, a fair tea-maker, shutters closed, curtains flowing in ample draperies to the floor, whilst the wind and rain are raging audibly without.

To keep a warm heart in winter is the real victory.

My arm was not what she needed, but the arm of someone else. My warmth was not what she needed, but the warmth of someone else.

To have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection forever.