Quotes About Comfort

and chairs, and a bed with two blankets on it in the corner.

A bed. A chest. A small stand by the bed.

Ota kissa syliin. Tuntuu paremmalta.

Quando o único conforto que se pode obter é o sono, aceita-o. Deixar-te-á mais bem preparado para o que quer que venha em seguida.

Amazing what folk will take comfort in when there's nothing else to hold on to.

I had a bottle of wine, bread, apples, cheese, sausages, and a ferret in a basket beside me, and a cushion to perch on. I

Are you sick to sleep this much?" "It's easier than being awake.

Some things cannot be solved," he pointed out philosophically. "Drink makes those things much more tolerable.

Take comfort in this, Amber. You are only one small, short-lived creature. You'd have to be a fool to think you could change the course of the whole world." She was silent until she broke out in a shaky laugh. "Oh, Paragon, in that you are more right than you know, my friend.

He didn't give me any of the solutions I begged and bargained for. All God gave me was Himself. His presence. And even though I didn't recognize it at the time, the grace of His presence was sufficient. His abiding Spirit was like the moon. A sliver of comfort and light rising even on the darkest night.

Not all men are the same, you know. With someone such as Gavriel, I would suggest appearing aloof, not chasing too much. He might see that as suffocating rather than charming." Her words are sharp, but her voice is sweet, like honey on the edge of a blade, and meant to be cutting. I comfort myself with the knowledge that if Duval ever feels smothered by me, it will be because I am holding a pillow over his face and commending his soul to Mortain.

Books -- they come home hot in your hands and then by increments they warm your life, like heated bricks in a New England bed.

Cancer forced me out of my comfort zone. But the reality is that in life, there are no true comfort zones. Life comes at us in ways that we can't predict or control.

And I think it's often very hard for close friends to understand that sometimes you want them to be there but you don't have to say anything, that their presence is as powerful as anything else.

But the best part of the evening was that there were whole hours when we sat around the fire pit and didn't say a word. We were together as a group, but they knew I needed silence. That can be very hard for friends.

Dig a small hole in the earth. Ask Mother Earth to help you as you release your grief (the grief can be over a specific thing or a general feeling that is weighing you down). Cry over and into the hole in the earth for as long as you need to. Feel her receive your tears without judgment.

I cherish a witch hazel kind of day, a scrap of color, a light in the window when winter is closing all around.

They said that nature was the place where they experienced the greatest sense of belonging and well-being.

I wanted to know where he felt most nurtured and supported. What is the place that you understand best? That you know best and knows you in return?

I didn't want to cry in front of you." He wiped away the tears with the pad of his thumb. "I want you to cry only in front of me.

We'll make out for a while and you'll feel better.

Don't leave yet," he said, his voice hoarse. "Let me do something. Let me feed you. Hold you. Rub your shoulders. Change your oil. Anything, please.

He brushed the hair back from her brow. "Were you scared, baby?" "No," she said, shaking her head. "I knew you were coming." "You did?" She touched her chest. "Your heart beats in here. If it had stopped, I would have known. It did beat a little fast sometimes.

I crashed," she said. "It was a helluva crash. If you're going to go down, go down big. You should be proud." And then he smiled. He held her hand as it lay on her lap while she lifted her brandy to her lips with the other hand, trembling a bit. When it was gone, he said, "Come on. I'm putting you to bed." "What if I cry all night?" "I'll be right here," he said.