Quotes About Comfort

Les baisers sur le corps font pleurer. On dirait qu'ils consolent.

She seems to be in a state of what can only be described as unbearable well-being.

Of all the joys which are slowly abandoning me, sleep is one of the most precious, though one of the most common, too. A man who sleeps but little and poorly, propped on many a cushion, has ample time to meditate upon this particular delight.

In an unpredictable and unpleasant world it was both unusual and very pleasant to hear what I wanted to hear.

In the darkness she wrapped her arms around him and pressed herself against his snuggly warmth, a blissful hum in her veins. She was safe and loved, in bed with her man.

But you felt safe." "What sort of safe?" "Safe for me. Safe from harm. Every kind of safe.

ends up sleeping in your bed.

They were very, very kind to each other and, in my discombobulated state, this was soothing.

I can't sleep easy if there's an open container of savoury snacks in the house.

Wasn't this the man who had made hot-water bottles for me every month when I got my period

there is no bogeyman,' Craig said confidently. 'Mummy said.' Ted reconsidered. Surely something must scare him? Ok, if you don't go to sleep, Mick Hucknall will come and get you.' 'What's that?' 'I'll show you.' Ted nipped downstairs, grabbed the CD and ran back up. ...

May my heart be your shelter, and my arms be your home.

No matter what I go through today, I need not fear. For God is all-powerful and God is here. I am never separate from the One who created me. There is nothing I can do to make Him turn his face away from me. I am loved, I am cared for, and I am totally safe in the arms of God.

Empezamos a sentirnos más a gusto con nosotros mismos, menos abrumados por la angustia crónica que marca la época en la que vivimos.

There are certain winter days when bed and bath seem to be the only two tolerable places in the world.

his [Mark Scrutton's] was the intelligent and selfless tenderness that is ever seeking to promote the comfort and well-being of the beloved.

People don't necessarily confide in one another to get something off their chest. They want something: reassurance, which is a hard gift to give convincingly.

The nicest thing for me is sleep, then at least I can dream.

The house embodied for him the general blessedness of his life, which was manifest, really indisputable....he spoke of the house as if it were an old wife, beautiful for every comfort it had offered, for every grace, through all the long years.

He will wipe the tears from all faces.' It takes nothing from the loveliness of the verse to say that is exactly what will be required

That sound of settling into the sheets and the covers has to be one of the best things in the world. Sleep is a mercy. You can feel it coming on, like being swept up in something.

The force behind the movement of time is a mourning that will not be comforted.

You never bother me, Glory. It's remarkable how much you don't bother me. Almost unprecedented.

She thought, if we stay here, soon enough it will be you sitting at the table and me, I don't know, cooking something, and the snow flying, and the old man so glad we're here he'll be off in his study praying about it. And geraniums in the window. Red ones.