Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words
but to pour them all out,
just as it is, chaff and grain together,
knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keeping what is worth keeping,
and then, with the breath
of kindness, blow the rest away.
George Eliot
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts nor to measure words
but to pour them all out,
just as it is, chaff and grain together,
knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them,
keeping what is worth keeping,
and then, with the breath
of kindness, blow the rest away.
George Eliot