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,
chaff and grain together; certain
that a faithful hand will take and
sift them, keep what is worth keeping,
and then with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away.

Dinah Maria Mulock Craig, A Life for a Life (1866)