Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort,                                      
 

of feeling safe with a person,                   
 


 having neither to weigh thoughts,
 

                             nor measure words,
 

        but pouring them all right out,
 

                               just as they are,
 

   certain that a faithful hand
 

  will take and sift them,

                                                                    

                                                                                  keep what is worth keeping,
 

                                                    and with the breath of kindness, 
 

                              blow the rest away.
 

--att George Eliot