{"quotes":[{"text":"They had slept in the shelter of the ruins, though neither of them really got true rest.","author":"Sarah J. Maas","tags":["empire-of-storms","eos","rest","ruins","sarah-j-maas","shelter","sleep","throne-of-glass","tog"],"id":3658,"author_id":"Sarah+J.+Maas"},{"text":"Each evening, I ached for the shelter of my tent, for the smallest sense that something was shielding me from the entire rest of the world, keeping me safe not from danger, but from vastness itself. I loved the dim, clammy dark of my tent, the cozy familiarity of the way I arranged my few belongings all around me each night.","author":"Cheryl Strayed","tags":["camping","danger","life","shelter"],"id":33478,"author_id":"Cheryl+Strayed"},{"text":"Sweet girl, maybe close the world off and look at him for an houror two.This is your fairy. It ain’t perfect and it ain’t honey sweet with roses on the bed.It’s real and raw and ugly at times. But this is your love. Don’t throw it away searching for someone else’s love. Don’t be greedy. Instead, shelter it. Protect it. Capture every second of easy, pull through every storm of hardship. And when you can, look at him, lying next to you, trusting you not to harm him. Trusting you not to go. Be someone’s someone for someone.Be that someone for him.","author":"Charlotte Eriksson","tags":["easy","fairy","hardship","heartbreak","look","love","love-poem","love","protect","shelter","someone","stay","storm","true-love","trust","trusting","ugly"],"id":57074,"author_id":"Charlotte+Eriksson"},{"text":"I'm lonely, Yes! I'm so lonely. I'm Just a sad tear that came out of the depths of pain. I have neither friend nor a lover. I live in an empty dark shell. Punctuated by the lights of my dreams.I hear a whisper. I hear an echo.Why everything I love in this world. It's expensive, or it makes me sad. Beyond my shell, there is an empty world.A world filled with hatred and lies. A world filled with vanity and treason. A world filled with injustice and selfishness. There is a noise in my silence, but I shout quietly.So as to your pure heart can hear me. I tried to escape from my bitter reality. A reality that walks against my dreams.I found out that sleep is my best shelter.Because life is easy when eyes are closed. So I give up my eyes, and went to sleep. Then suddenly!I felt a call, something tried to wake me up. I felt whispers caressing my soul.That together we stand, divided we fall.That you are the king of my thrown,And only beside you, I feel like I have everything.I love you my shell, my home.","author":"Eyden I.","tags":["bitter","dark","dreams","friend","lonely","lover","pain","sad","shelter","silence","sleep","tear"],"id":69951,"author_id":"Eyden+I."},{"text":"Don't let the rain drive you to the wrong shelter; the shade can turn out to be your protector and also your destroyer, and sometimes the rain is the perfect protector from the rain.","author":"Michael Bassey Johnson","tags":["asylum","believe-in-yourself","calm","calmness","destroyer","dream","dreams","escape","food-for-thought","fright","hideout","journey","michael-bassey-johnson","patience","perfect","protect","protection","rain","refuge","regret","responsibility","running-away","scary","shade","shelter","stay-calm","storm","trembling","umbrella","wrong"],"id":83071,"author_id":"Michael+Bassey+Johnson"},{"text":"As day is to a sword, night is to a shield.","author":"Anthony Liccione","tags":["beat-off","care-for","civil-rights","country","family","fight","friends","guard","keep-safe","loyality","military","peace","protect","safety","secure","serve","shelter","shield","stand-your-ground","support","sword","war","watch"],"id":85312,"author_id":"Anthony+Liccione"},{"text":"Umbrellas raining upon me, as these cloudy tears give me shelter.","author":"Anthony Liccione","tags":["clouds","rain","shelter","tears","umbrella"],"id":109105,"author_id":"Anthony+Liccione"},{"text":"I would suggest that the prisons I incessantly create are not designed to lock me in, rather they are designed to lock the world out. And the oddity is that either way, I am a prisoner who has sentenced himself to a prison within which I do not belong.","author":"Craig D. Lounsbrough","tags":["fear","fearful","hiding","imprisonment","incarcerate","incarceration","isolate","isolation","lock","panic","prison","protect","protection","recluse","retreat","seclude","shelter","withdraw","withdrawn","world"],"id":117388,"author_id":"Craig+D.+Lounsbrough"},{"text":"HIDEAWAYPreserve thatsecret, homey spotin your heart,as sanctuary where dreams may be softly tended,and revived.","author":"Tara Estacaan","tags":["dreams","heart","life","nurturers","quiet","shelter"],"id":122958,"author_id":"Tara+Estacaan"},{"text":"I was banished from that world forever, I knew. I couldn't go back now. One day soon I would go away from here entirely; I would leave this house, perhaps never to return.I hugged myself, comforting my fear. Very well then, I thought, I will be my own house. I will build myself a house out of my own flesh and bones where my frightened child-self can find shelter. After all, isn't that one of the things that women do? We are houses for our children, shielding them from harm within the stronghold of our bodies, until they are strong enough to breathe and walk alone. So surely I must be able to give myself shelter now.","author":"Patrice Kindl","tags":["bodies","growing-up","shelter","women"],"id":201406,"author_id":"Patrice+Kindl"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":35,"pages":4,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}