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“I'm not... I'm not without a heart,' he heard Sophia say, her chin raised, eyes straight ahead. 'I'm not. I just don't have the luxury of being soft. I am trying to survive.”
― Alexandra Bracken, Wayfarer

“There is no need searching for love, it cannot be found-it happens!”
― Itohan Eghide, The Book of Maxims, Poems and Anecdotes

“My wife and her soft heart," War says. It sounds like a genuine compliment.”
― Laura Thalassa, War

“Sorry, Tommy,¡± Newt muttered in his ear. ¡°Could¡¯ve been a bit more gentle.”
― James Dashner, The Death Cure

“It was normal for it to rain, but in October- who could forget the rains of October?- now this disturbingly silent rain was falling. That was so nebulous that it was pretty; that, if it had not been wet, no one would have believed it was raining; that was so slow that it was possible to follow its fall with one's eyes. That which villagers called 'the rains of October' was the accumulation of the serenity of such a life. Eyes almost broke into tears on looking at the sun subdividing itself, at the end of the afternoon, in each drop of that snail's-pace precipitation, as if the great star had dissolved each day an infinitesimal bit more.”
― Ondjaki, The Whistler

“I had a dream about you. I opened your chest like a cabinet, it had doors, and when I opened the doors, I saw all kinds of soft things inside you--teddy bears, tiny fuzzy animals, all these soft, cuddly things.”
― charles bukowski, Women

“Is he weeping?" said the one with the softest heart.”
― Mary Renault, The Persian Boy

“-ingen Penge mere og kan ikke arbejde, blaut, Far, udsuget, Fan danse mig.”
― Knut Hamsun

“True love is like a bird of many colours, at times, soft and comforting, at others, wild and intense. Yet, it is a fire we all desire.
Don¡¯t be afraid of its intense force. It is a spark that consumes the heart, but it quenches the thirst of the seeking soul.”
― Mona Soorma, Soul Food And Instant Karma

“It takes a long time to push me to the limit but once I've reached my breaking point, good luck winning me back.”
― Nikki Rowe

“Some part of her always yearned for something that enveloped her not in a sense of passion but a calm care. She wanted someone she could rely on to not always expect her to perform. Someone who saw how quiet she was and respected it. Not that her ex-boyfriend didn't. It was the expectation the relationship put on her that broke her a little.”
― Mina Waheed, Soft on Soft

“Tom couldn't take his gaze from Cassandra. Her wide, wondering eyes were like soft blue midnight, star-glittered with forgotten tears. The curves of her body looked firm and sweet, no hard angles or straight lines anywhere... nothing but inviting, sensual softness. If she were his... he might finally have the sense of ease other men had. No more spending every minute of the day striving and hungering and never feeling sated.
"I'll marry you," Tom told her. "Any time. Any terms.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra

“In the beginning his flesh was simply soft, so soft that he was cut to the bone by dust particles, air currents and brushing overcoats while direct contact with doors and chairs seemed to occasion no discomfort. No wound healed in his soft, tentative flesh... Long white tendrils of fungus curled round the naked bones.”
― William S. Burroughs, Naked Lunch: The Restored Text

“Silent our body is a sacred temple,
A place to connect with other people.
Can't we just stay any younger?
Really, we might keep it stronger,
Elated, rather than so tilted or feeble!!”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, ACross Tic

“Be like water, which is fluid & soft & yielding, as in time, water will overcome rock which is rigid & hard. Therefor, what is soft is strong.”
― Anonymous

“Instead she has on a sweater that looks soft, the kind when I was a kid I would stop and pet whenever my mom forced me to go shopping.”
― Julie Buxbaum, What to Say Next

“For a child, no hand is stronger and softer than the hand which touches her lovingly!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“The first music I ever heard
was only one hundred and sixty days
after I was conceived.
Da dum
Da dum
Da dum
Have you ever heard the sound
a blessing makes? This is it.

The first thing I ever saw
was only one hundred and eighty days
after I was conceived.
It was a bright light
soft like clouds
warm like candles.
Have you ever seen the colour
of a blessing? This is it.

The first time I ever suffered
was in the three thousand and sixty seconds
after I was born.
I listened for her heartbeat.
I searched for her light.
I cried for the first time until she was born.
Have you ever known
a blessing? A twin is it.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“Well, there would be no sound
if we shout on the background.”
― Ana Claudia Antunes, The Tao of Physical and Spiritual

“Even a soft flicker of dream keeps us alive. We live to dream. We dream to live.”
― Munia Khan

“But more than that, what's up with this rice?! It's mellow and mild, without the first hint of any vinegary tang!
This isn't your normal sushi rice!"
"Exactly! For this recipe, I used red vinegar.
The vinegar used in sushi rice is typically rice vinegar made from a blend of rice and wheat or corn that is fermented. But red vinegar is made from fermented sake lees!
By the time Edomae sushi- sushi as we know it today- first became popular in the 1820s, red vinegar was already a condiment...
But since the brewing and aging process can take up to five or six years, it has become a luxury vinegar in the present day
Isn't that right, Senpai?!"
"You are correct!"
Oh, I get it! Because of how it's made, red vinegar has less sugar and a mellower flavor! Plus, mixing it with rice won't make the rice as tough, leaving the finished sushi rice soft and fluffy!
But that also makes balancing the flavors of the sushi rice and its toppings a much more delicate task. ”
― Yuto Tsukuda, ʳꪤΥ½©`¥Þ 26 [Shokugeki no Souma 26]

“The reason I continue to is because they have awakened me to the impossibility of happiness based on my previous world view: that I am the centre of the world and that what I want is important.”
― Russell Brand, Recovery: Freedom from Our Addictions

“Gregori,¡± Mikhail reminded him softly, ¡°if the child is your lifemate, and you do something careless, you are condemning her to death. Keep that in mind when you enter this place of madness.¡±
Gregori¡¯s silver eyes slashed at his old friend. ¡°Do you think I would chance harming her in any way? I have waited several lifetimes for her. These humans are nothing. They have persecuted our people for far too long. I mean it to stop.¡±
Mikhail nodded, his dark eyes, so like his brother¡¯s, black ice. ¡°You are up to this, Jacques?¡±
Jacques¡¯ smile was a humorless promise of retaliation. ¡°Have no worries about me. I am looking forward to this.¡±
Mikhail sighed. ¡°Two bloodthirsty savages thinking they are in the dark ages.¡±
Jacques exchanged a humorless grin with Gregori. ¡°The dark ages were not such a bad time. At least justice could be dispensed easily without worrying about what the women would think.¡±
¡°You both have gone soft,¡± Gregori snickered. ¡°No wonder our people have such problems. The women are ruling, and you two besotted idiots just follow along.¡±
Jacques¡¯ solid form wavered, became transparent. ¡°We will see who proves to be the soft one, healer.¡± His body completely disappeared from sight.
Mikhail glanced at Gregori, shrugged, then followed suit. None of this was to his liking. Gregori was a time bomb waiting to explode. And only God knew what Jacques was capable of.”
― Christine Feehan, Dark Desire

“I wouldn't say I'm happy, but I look at things in a soft way. I try to convey more personal interaction, rather than huge injustices.”
― Oliver

“Isabel felt soft and yielding; her blouse felt soft. Everything about her seemed soft, and she smelled of dried flowers, rosemary, fresh baked bread. This whole kitchen seemed alive with a peculiar energy; in the old fixtures and furniture, Tess sensed a place where cooking and eating had happened for decades, where people gathered to sample life's sweetest pleasures.”
― Susan Wiggs, The Apple Orchard

“Just that sons and fathers
Are like mirrors and daughters are soft”
― Richard L. Ratliff

“The rain always reminds me of our kisses: soft, tender, and sublime!”
― Avijeet Das

“Livia placed a ball of wet newspaper on the table, and proceeded to unwrap it. "What's that?" he asked.
"Mozzarella cheese, of course. It's like the burrata you had before, but different."
"It's soft," he said, pushing his fork into the piece she passed him.
"You've never eaten mozzarella?" she said incredulously.
"In England, we only have three cheeses," he explained. "Cheddar, Stilton and Wensleydale."
"Now you're making fun of me," she sniffed.
"Not at all." He put some of the milky white cheese into his mouth. "Oh," he said. "That's rather good, isn't it?" It was so soft it melted in his mouth, but the taste was explosive- creamy, and cuddy, and faintly tart all at once.”
― Anthony Capella, The Wedding Officer

“?'The fact is,' said Norah, 'that there's something wrong with our family. We're soft, or lazy, or something.'?”
― Jean Rhys, After Leaving Mr. Mackenzie

“He couldn't believe that she had turned him away. Surely she couldn't honestly believe that they were incompatible. She might have been a virgin, but even she must have sensed that their interaction last night- and all the others, for that matter- was far from typical. Certainly their marriage would not suffer in the bedchamber. And, if the passion between them weren't enough, there was also their well-matched intelligence, humor, and maturity. Aside from all that, she was quite lovely. Soft in all the right places. Ralston let his thoughts linger... a man could spend years lost in her lush curves.”
― Sarah MacLean, Nine Rules to Break When Romancing a Rake