Quotes About Comfort

may yet find refuge from the storms of the world in the cheerful house of love.

We may speak about a place where there are no tears, no death, no fear, no night; but those are just the benefits of heaven. The beauty of heaven is seeing God.

A house that does not have one worn, comfy chair in it is soulless.

Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.

She laid her head against his collarbone, and he kissed her temple. To her shock, she felt a shudder roll through his body about the same time she registered wetness against her skin. Tears. His tears. She started to turn around, but he tightened his grip. "Stay," he said in a choked voice. "Just let me hold you, baby. Just let me hold you.

Oh no. Hell no. I'm not asking Ma for one of her bras. That's just...wrong."... "Your woman. You do it."..." You go. We'll pay for your therapy later.

The problem with longstanding friends -- they felt utterly free to go too far and to enjoy every step they took over the line.

Mirišem je kao cvijet: miris ?ist i drag. I znam da mogu sve u životu, s njom. Držim je na rukama i njišem je polako, polako, da je odvojim od svijeta, od straha, od ružnih sje?anja, da ostanem samo ja, svuda oko nje, u nedogled, kao nebo, kao more, da je prelijem nježnoš?u što vri u meni kao vrutak. Ne boj se, kažem. Volim te, kažem. Ko nam šta može, kažem. I osje?am se kao gospodar svijeta.

Sve ce proci. Ali, kakva je to utjeha? Proci ce i radost, proci ce i ljubav, proci ce i zivot. Zar je nada u tome da sve prodje?

Da mu kažem: sam sam, hafiz-Muhamede, sam i tužan, pruži mi ruku i samo za ?as budi mi prijatelj, otac, sin, drag ?ovjek ?ija me blizina raduje, pusti me da zapla?em na tvojim usahlim prsima, zapla?i i ti, zbog mene, ne zbog svih ljudi, zadrži mi svoj vlažni dlan na tjemenu, kratko ?e trajati, a potrebno mi je; kratko, jer evo ve? prvi pjetlovi pjevaju.

Kad sam bio ugrožen, mislio sam samo na nju, hrabre?i se njenim prisustvom.Kad mi je bilo teško, pominjao sam njeno ime kao u molitvi, nalaze?i olakšanje. Kad osjetim radost, tr?im da je podijelim s njom, zahvalan joj, kao da mi je ona daruje.

Uvijek me ?udno uljuljkivala ta povorka rije?i o stvarima koje znam. U tom poznatom krugu kojim se kre?em, osje?am se siguran, bez busija kojima prijete ljudi i svijet.

Eck nodded, a bit uncertainly. He supposed that in the absence of a future, a friend might be nice.

Eck tilts his head and gently licks Bob's ear with his long, sticky tongue. It is his special way of expressing sympathy and it is not effective.

El olor de su piel es demasiado familiar para describirlo.

His presence silenced, if only for a few seconds, the crackling anxiety that made my blood grate against my bones and for a little while I'd feel melted and soft.

Each evening she held his head in her hands and ran her aching fingers thru the thick ruff of fur around his neck. He burrowed against her, sighing devotion.

After an hour or so when I was sure Piper was calm and safe I slipped off to be with Edmond and we said even less than usual only climbed inside each other for comfort and oblivion and fell asleep that way wrapped in black sheep blankets and together dreamt a single dream that there was no one left in the world but us.

I was happiest when he just came and lay down next to me, and I could almost feel the weight of his body against mine.

Home to them was wherever he was.

Just the act of sleeping beside someone you liked to be with. Maybe that was love.

All that reading took. It became as basic as any other need. To be lost in a novel meant you were not lost in your own life, the drafty, disorganized, lumbering bus of a house, the disinterested parents.

The world is so enormous, but if you have places where they know what you like to drink, then all is well.

He couldn't tell her that what we wanted now, more than anything, was to fall asleep beside her. No touching, no kissing, no stimulation. No sensation, no consciousness. Just the act of sleeping beside someone you liked to be with. Maybe that was love.