Quotes About Comfort

Cats make one of the most satisfying sounds in the world: they purr. [...] Almost all cats make us feel good about ourselves because they let us know they feel good about us, about themselves, and about our relationship with them. A purring cat is a form of high praise, like a gold star on a test paper. It is a reinforcement of soemthing we would all like to believe about ourselves -- that we are nice.

For me a house or an apartment becomes a home when you add one set of four legs, a happy tail, and that indescribable measure of love that we call a dog.

Cats are a tonic, they are a laugh, they are a cuddle, they are at least pretty just about all of the time and beautiful some of the time.

you are never warmer than when you have been cold.

There must be something deep within our memory as a species that is pleased by being able to look at what is making us warm.

As the man says in the play, for this relief, much thanks.

The consolation of an imaginary thing is still a real consolation.

If you ever loved anything in your life, try to remember it. If you ever betrayed anything, pretend for a moment that you have been forgiven. If you ever feared anything, pretend for an instant that those days are gone and will never return. Buy the lie and hold to it for as long as you can. Press your familiar, whatever its name, to your breast and stroke it till it purrs.

Besides, I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.

I took Jack his slippers this evening and lay at his feet before a roaring fire while he smoked his pipe, sipped sherry, and read the newspaper. He read aloud everything involving killings, arsons, mutilations, grave robberies, church desecrations, and unusual thefts. It is very pleasant just being domestic sometimes.

I tako, kad se ve? ?inilo da imam cijelu ku?u na raspolaganju, odlu?ih se vratiti u knjižnicu i vidjeti što mogu otkriti. Osim toga, volim knjižnice. Osje?am se ugodno i sigurno okružen sa svih strana zidovima od rije?i, predivnih i mudrih. Uvijek se osje?am bolje kad mogu vidjeti da postoji nešto što rastjeruje tamu.

Besides, I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me.

Your woman is gone and your heart is heavy. Words will not lighten the weight, and what is written is written. But let it also be put down that I grieve with you. ~Hasan~

When you are going to die, a wombat is better than no company at all.

My mind spun for a second before it drifted, and in that second I knew that of all pleasures—a drink of cold water when you are thirsty, liquor when you are not, sex, a cigarette after many days without one—there is none of them can compare with sleep. Sleep is best. . . .

Disappointment of various places and trips. Not really comfortable anywhere. Very soon, this cry: I want to go back! (but where? since she is no longer anywhere, who was once where I could go back). I am seeking my place. Sitio.

Suffering; impossibility of being comfortable anywhere; oppression, irritations and remorse one after the next, everything under the sign wretchedness of man, used by Pascal.

because we don't have to talk. Often we sit fifteen minutes in silence before one of us breaks it!

because there was no place where I felt more at home in a public assembly than in this old church

If roomy and comfortable, it was extremely modest for someone of Rockefeller's wealth and, like his Cleveland residence, subtly masked the size of his fortune.

I know he has much enjoyed our being in the house

She confided in John, felt a peaceful glow in his presence, and he responded with deep compassion.

For this child of mine, home would be me. I would be home. I would be everything for this child until we went home together.

Finally, and inevitably, the flat universe will further flatten into a nothingness that mirrors its beginning. Not only will there be no cosmologists to look out on the universe, there will be nothing for them to see even if they could. Nothing at all. Not even atoms. Nothing. If you think that's bleak and cheerless, too bad. Reality doesn't owe us comfort.