Oh, the comfort – the inexpressible comfort

Of feeling safe with a person,

Having neither to weigh thoughts

Nor measure words,

But pour them out, just as they are,

Chaff and grain together, certain that a faithful hand

Will take and sift them,

Keeping what is worth keeping,

And then, with the breath of kindness,

Blow the rest away.

Dinah Mariah Mulock Craik (1826-1887).