Quotes About Comfort

And so we stood together like that, at the top of that field for what seemed like ages, not saying anything, just holding each other, while the wind kept blowing and blowing at us, tugging our clothes, and for a moment, it seemed like we were holding onto each other because that was the only way to stop us from being swept away into the night.

When we lost something precious, and we'd looked and looked and still couldn't find it, then we didn't have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk.

I'm sure she barely knew the meaning of loneliness with you here.

when we lost something precious, and we'd looked and looked and still couldn't find it, then we didn't have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel around the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk.

It was that exchange, when we finally mentioned the closing of Hailsham, that suddenly brought us close again, and we hugged, quite spontaneously, not so much to comfort one another, but as a way of affirming Hailsham, the fact that it was still there in both our memories. Then I had to hurry off to my own car.

when we lost something precious, and we'd looked and looked and still couldn't find it, then we didn't have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel around the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk." I

And so we stood together like that, at the top of that field, for what seemed like ages, not saying anything, just holding each other, while the wind kept blowing and blowing at us, tugging our clothes, and for a moment, it seemed like we were holding onto each other because that was the only way to stop us being swept away into the night.

What was important to us, as Ruth said one evening when we were sitting in that tiled room in Dover, looking out at the sunset, was that "when we lost something precious, and we'd looked and looked and still couldn't find it, then we didn't have to be completely heartbroken. We still had that last bit of comfort, thinking one day, when we were grown up, and we were free to travel around the country, we could always go and find it again in Norfolk.

Hace ya algún tiempo que me cuesta relajarme en mi propia casa. Si estoy solo, me pongo cada vez más nervioso, fastidiado por la idea de que me estoy perdiendo un encuentro crucial en otra parte. Pero si me quedo solo en casa ajena, a menudo me inunda una agradable sensación de paz.

I'm sure she felt it too, because we'd always hold each other very tight after times like that, as though that way we'd manage to keep the feeling away.

Josie often had to go for medical examinations, I said. They took samples of her blood and other things. Josie never liked those examinations. They hurt her. Do you think there could be a way of making those examinations nice for her?

You spend so much time with someone, you find you get used to him.

I'm sure she barely knew the meaning of loneliness with you there.' 'I hope not.

so I never left due to you being out of my comfort zone and shortness of breath. Besides, I was already in a relationship with… pain and I hated him, but I loved him because pain had been faithful for years.

There were no butterflies, just extreme discomfort because comfort is uncomfortable to someone more acquainted with pain than love.

I wanted to walk over there. I wanted to curl up beside him, lean against him, talk to him. I wanted to know what he was thinking. I wanted to tell him everything would be okay. And I wanted him to tell me the same thing. I didn't care if it was true or not- I just wanted to say it. To hear it, to feel his arms around me, hear the rumble of his words, that deep chuckle that made me pulse race

As I recall, I was still dressed when I fell asleep. Just making sure you were comfortable. And making yourself equally comfortable, I see.

Derek lunged. He hit me in the shoulder and knocked me to the floor, landing on top of me. His body jerked, like he'd been hit with the spell, and I let out a yelp, struggling to get up, but he held me down, whispering I'm okay, it's okay until the words penetrated.

The sense that the only thing better than being alone would be to be with someone who made you feel as safe and comfortable as you did when you were alone. He rose on his elbow to look down at Olivia.

Comfort and reassurance and a wordless understanding that there is always darkness. In some part of us, there is absolute darkness, as much as we wish otherwise. As much as we pretend otherwise. Anders shifts

The sense that the only thing better than being alone would be to be with someone who made you feel as safe and comfortable as you did when you were alone.

He watched as her sister read it. Watched as her face crumpled, as her shoulders shook. Ashy. Caught her and held her, and they fell against each other.

Just relax," he said, his breath hot against my ear. His hand slid to rest against my hip. He stayed bent over my shoulder, as if trying to see through the slats in the door, his breath ruffling my hair. When I shifted, he put his other hand on my other hip. I shifted again. "Stop squirming," he said. "I didn't wear my steel-toed boots." I stepped off his foot. "Sorry.

You could stay here," I said softly. "If he does leave." He rubbed his arms, like he was getting cold. His gaze was down, but his jaw was set in that way I knew well, ready to refuse. Only he didn't want to refuse. He wanted to know that if it came down to that, his dad leaving, he could stay here. I could see that worry and that need wearing away at his pride until finally he grunted, "Yeah. Okay.