Quotes About Comfort

You've been lying awake at three o'clock too long, said Barney, shaking her. That's all that's the matter with you. Love you! Oh, don't I love you!

I favor the smell of sweet-grass. It always makes me think of my mother." "She was fond of it?" asked Anne. "Not that I knows on. Dunno's she ever saw any sweet-grass. No, it's because it has a kind of motherly perfume — not too young, you understand — something kind of seasoned and wholesome and dependable — jest like a mother.

L.M. Montgomery

I think, if ever any great sorrow came to me, I would come to the pines for comfort," said Anne dreamily.

Oh, but it's good to be alive and to be going home,' breathed Anne.

On the evening after Mrs. Myra Murray of the over-harbour section had been buried Miss Cornelia and Mary Vance came up to Ingleside. There were several things concerning which Miss Cornelia wished to unburden her soul.

when the darkness is close to us it is a friend. But when we sorter push it away from us—divorce ourselves from it, so to speak, with lantern light—it becomes an enemy.

A house from which nobody ever went away without feeling better in some way. A house in which there was always laughter.

Cuando el crepúsculo deje su cortina caer y la fije en el cielo con una estrella, recuerda que allí, donde quiera que estés, tendrás una amiga que siempre te espera.

Dorrie dear, smooth that pucker out.

at last tears were all wept out and the little patient ache that was to be in her heart until she died took their place.

it's the homiest spot I ever saw-it's homier than home avowed Philippa Gorden, looking about her with delighted eyes.

It was such a nice feeling to know that someone was looking after you... that someone wanted you... that you were important to someone.

But we can't have things perfect in this imperfect world, as Mrs. Lynde says. Mrs. Lynde isn't exactly a comforting person sometimes, but there's no doubt she says a great many very true things.

Anne," said Leslie, breaking abruptly a short silence, "you don't know how GOOD it is to be sitting here with you again — working — and talking — and being silent together.

A plate of apples, an open fire, and a jolly good book are a fair substitute for heaven.

Moreover, you couldn't get animal sex and tight leather and sex toys along with something warm and comforting and meaningful.

No lies are more seductive than the ones we use to console ourselves.

In dark times, when you're feeling homesick or defeated, there is really nothing like a good, steaming soup, and dumplings made from scratch.

The choice before us is rather stark: either live to be comfortable (both internally and externally, but especially internally), or live to know God. We can't have it both ways. One choice excludes the other. P91

When in doubt, eat donuts.

He remembered the cold nights in their Arkansas cabin when he was a boy—how his mother piled quilts on top of him and his brothers, how peaceful it seemed under the quilts. Then it seemed like sleep was one of the most wonderful things in life.

They sorry," Deets said. "Saying won't change it. He's gone, don't worry about him. He's gone to the peaceful place." He put his hand

I wouldn't mind to die if I could just do it warm.