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“Sadness is the heart withdrawing to seek shelter from the pain.”
Richelle E. Goodrich“In the last week I felt her withdrawing. What was once everywhere, an ocean I imagined myself to be drowning in, was now barely deep enough to bathe in. I saw her warmth draining away and I couldn't stop it.”
Olivia Sudjic, Sympathy“Withdrawing back is like ending school withouth examination which means your not tested to face the professional aimed at. Never get back on the aimed forward processes.”
Wilson M. Mukama“He was withdrawing. I think it was getting harder for him to accept his fate. Like a bird in a cage, he grew silent.”
Alice Hoffman“Choose to love. Every time you choose to love instead of withdrawing in hurt you build a bridge instead of building a wall.”
Jessiqua Wittman, A Memoir of Mercy“Grief ate at these doctors, distracting them from both their families and their patients. Many reported withdrawing from emotional involvement with their patients and that their patients had noticed they weren't fully present.”
Danielle Ofri, What Doctors Feel: How Emotions Affect the Practice of Medicine“I have not yet spoken my last word about women. I believe that if a woman succeeds in withdrawing from the mass, or rather raising herself from above the mass, she grows ceaselessly and more than a man.”
Arthur Schopenhauer, Schopenhauer and the Wild Years of Philosophy“His lone withdrawing figure blended anonymously with the darkness, Dr Raven's quick, light steps becoming gradually distant, drowned out by the clicking staccato rush of trains, the steady drip of rainwater, and the clock of a nearby church as it heralded the hour”
Suzy Davies, Johari's Window“At some point in life every person encounters haunting feelings of loneliness, because the feeling of being alone and withdrawing deeply into the inner self is part of the human condition. A person might choose to countenance or even cultivate their loneliness and turn the poignant hours of unerring solitude into poetry of their soul.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls“He grunted and stirred, withdrawing from her. She only had a moment to be disappointed and then he flipped her to her back and rose over her, powerful and male. He casually parted her legs with his knees and thrust into her again, hot and hard.She gasped at the swift invasion, the lovely feeling, and then his face was next to hers, his big palms cradling her cheeks.“What I want,” he drawled, “is ye. Nothin’ else.”
Elizabeth Hoyt, Scandalous Desires