Quotes About Comfort

Come cuddle close in daddy's coat Beside the fire so bright, And hear about the fairy folk That wander in the night.

Paris is many different things to many different people, but, for me it is simply "home".

We labor to make a house a home, then every time we're expecting visitors, we rush to turn it back into a house.

What is a mom but the sunshine of our days and the north star of our nights.

Overheard at a gravesite: "And they all said 'I'm sorry for your loss,' as if you were someone who could ever be taken from me."

An old belief is like an old shoe. We so value its comfort that we fail to notice the hole in it.

You always think you could have done more. That's why you need a friend — to tell you you did all you could.

There are days when you need someone who just wants to be your sunshine and not the air you breathe.

An old dog, even more than an old spouse, always feels like doing what you feel like doing.

Be it human or animal, touch is a life-giving thing. Has anyone ever had a stroke or a heart attack while cozied up with a pet? I doubt it.

We are each of us born into the arms of mortality, the Lord recognizing our need to be held.

We labor to make a house a home, then every time we're expecting visitors, we rush to turn it back into a house.

Be it in the garden, the nursery or the bedroom, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand.

Perhaps we are given a mom that we might take into death the memory of a lullaby.

I am a private person, but I will reveal this about myself: if you start massaging my shoulders, don't expect me to tell you to stop.

What I aspired to be,And was not, comforts me.

So, fall asleep love, loved by me... for I know love, I am loved by thee.

The rain set early in tonight, The sullen wind was soon awake, It tore the elm-tops down for spite, And did its best to vex the lake: I listened with heart fit to break. When glided in Porphyria; straight She shut the cold out and the storm, And kneeled and made the cheerless grate Blaze up and all the cottage warm;

What physic, what chirurgery, what wealth, favor, authority can relieve, bear out, assuage, or expel a troubled conscience? A quiet mind cureth all them, but all they cannot comfort a distressed soul: who can put to silence the voice of desperation?

We also confuse trust with familiarity.

I do most of my work sitting down; that's where I shine.

And the strange thing was that it felt absolutely familiar, the curve of her arm under my hand and the weight of her head against my shoulder: not discovered but remembered. She felt the way I had always known she would feel. Even the tang of her fear was familiar.

The more you are in contact with others, the more graceful and at ease you become. Isolation, on the other hand, engenders an awkwardness in your gestures, and leads to further isolation, as people start avoiding you.

Como la vida adulta es aburrida y acomodaticia, nos creamos la ilusión de que la infancia es una especie de edad de oro