{"quotes":[{"text":"If you are holding hands with others, you can't hold a gun!","author":"Allan Rufus","tags":["better-world","gun","holding-hands","love","peace","people","together","trust","unity","unity-of-all-people"],"id":15373,"author_id":"Allan+Rufus"},{"text":"Instinctively I started to panic when Dr. Martinez strapped my arm down, andthen the panic just melted away, la la la.Someone took my other hand. Fang. I felt his calluses, his bones, hisstrength.“I’m so glad you’re here,” I slurred, smiling dopily up at him. I took inhis startled, worried expression but dismissed it. “I know everything’s fineif you’re here.”I thought I saw his cheeks flush, but I wasn’t too sure of anything anymore.","author":"James Patterson","tags":["blush","comfort","comforting","confidence","flush","friendship","help","holding-hands","love","support","worry"],"id":19136,"author_id":"James+Patterson"},{"text":"As we were about to cross the road, Davin suddenly grabbed my wrist and held me back a moment; a car peeled out of the driveway and roared past us. “Geez,” I gasped, and then, glancing at him curiously, I added, “Thanks.” He didn’t say anything, but slowly released my wrist. Before he completely withdrew, I took his hand and interlaced my fingers through his. He looked at me, his lips parted in surprise, but then he smiled shyly and gave my hand a squeeze as we kept walking. It gave me a feeling of nervous flutters in the best way. As we walked up to the doors, Jill and Laurel came bursting out the exit.","author":"J.M. Richards","tags":["anna-and-davin","electricity","feels","hero","holding-hands","j-m-richards-ftw","love","romance","save-the-day","sweet","tall-dark-streak-of-lightning","tdsol","tingles"],"id":32840,"author_id":"J.M.+Richards"},{"text":"There's a big moon shining on the yard, chalking our way onto the lane and along the road. Kinsella takes my hand in his.As soon as he takes it, I realise my father has never once held my hand, and some part of me wants Kinsella to let me go so I won't have to feel this.It's a hard feeling but as we walk along I begin to settle and let the difference between my life at home and the one I have here be.He takes small steps so we can walk in time. I think about the woman in the cottage, of how she walked and spoke, and conclude that there are huge differences between people.","author":"Claire Keegan","tags":["children","emotions","family-relationships","fathers","foster-children","holding-hands","life","love","touch"],"id":43036,"author_id":"Claire+Keegan"},{"text":"Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand.","author":"Richelle E. Goodrich","tags":["comofirt","difficulties","grief","hardships","holding-hands","life","richelle","richelle-goodrich","security","trials"],"id":45410,"author_id":"Richelle+E.+Goodrich"},{"text":"Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone's hand is the beginning of a journey.At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.","author":"Vera Nazarian","tags":["bond","communication","connecting","connection","hands","holding-hands","journey","reaching-out","together","togetherness","touch","touching"],"id":57810,"author_id":"Vera+Nazarian"},{"text":"I felt sad.I felt cold.I felt hurt.I felt forsaken and lonely.I felt doubtful and hesitant.I felt scared and deeply worried. I felt different, unknown, and unwelcome.I felt empty and woefully neglected.I felt weak and intimidated.I felt withdrawn and shy.I felt utterly hopeless.Then you held my hand, and I felt better.","author":"Richelle E. Goodrich","tags":["affection","compassion","empathy","hold-hands","hold-my-hand","holding-hands","humanity","kindness","richelle","richelle-e-goodrich","richelle-goodrich","sympathy"],"id":123941,"author_id":"Richelle+E.+Goodrich"},{"text":"It’s not that we have to quit this life one day, but it’s how many things we have to quit all at once: music, laughter,the physics of falling leaves, automobiles, holding hands,the scent of rain, the concept of subway trains... If only one could leave this life slowly!","author":"Roman Payne","tags":["automobiles","beauty","carpe-diem","dying","holding-hands","laughter","leaves","life","loss","music","rain","regret","sorrow","subway","trains"],"id":153404,"author_id":"Roman+Payne"},{"text":"Finally, I laugh. Genuine and normal sounding. And then my date says the best thing that he couldpossibly say: “It’s okay. I haven’t been on one of these [dates] in a while either.”My smile triples in size.Josh grins. “Just give me your hand.”“W–what?”“Your hand,” he repeats. “Give it to me.”I extend my shaking right hand. And – in a moment that is a hundred dreams come true – JoshuaWasserstein laces his fingers through mine. A staggering shock of energy shoots straight into myveins. Straight into my heart.“There,” he says. “I’ve been waiting a long time to do that.","author":"Stephanie Perkins","tags":["date","first-date","first-kiss","holding-hands","kiss","love","that-feeling"],"id":173597,"author_id":"Stephanie+Perkins"},{"text":"Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.","author":"Katherine Mansfield","tags":["eyes","happiness","happy-people","holding-hands","love","short-story","smiling"],"id":191365,"author_id":"Katherine+Mansfield"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":28,"pages":3,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}