Quotes About Comfort

When the worst comes to pass, the first feeling is relief.

Put me down, I'm too heavy." "You're small enough to fit in my pocket.

She ate toast in bed, then reread a favorite book, taking comfort from a story where she knew the outcome would be good and just and right.

Three Denises wobbled in front of her, all of them watching her with fond concern. "You're a sweetie. I appreciate you cheering me on from the sidelines. But I think I need to go to the bathroom now and throw up.

Don't freak out, I'm getting into the bed," he said.

These Fatalists preach that Chance and Peril are merely masks for Fate's workings, nothing in themselves, and moreover that all the gods move at Fate's bidding. Their followers take comfort in thinking that their every deed is meant to be; it excuses all manner of meanness.

Their trust in her was built of thousands upon thousands of moments already past. She was Ma, and that in itself was enough.

A room more clearly meant to delight the heart of a bibliophile I could not imagine.

The weight of darkness pressing in on us from all sides was easier to bear with his voice to listen to.

I had been addicted to phoenix six years ago, just as I had been addicted to Malkar. I had beaten the addiction and not taken phoenix since. I was horrified by how comforting the taste was. I had known people in Pharaohlight, who had insisted that phoenix was tasteless, but they were wrong. It tasted like tears.

She enjoyed cooking, but there was so much more to her enjoyment than simply a fascination with recipes and food. For her, cooking and eating was symbolic of something bigger. Cooking was her way of expressing love. A way of creating a warm, comforting space...

Sometimes, all you need to give you a feeling of security is the knowledge that home is there for you. That the people you love are there for you. You don't need to be with them all the time.

En el colegio llevaba siempre un libro consigo. Cuando las cosas se ponían difíciles, el peso de la mochila la consolaba. Le ayudaba saber que el libro estaba allí, esperándola. En varios momentos del día, sentía los bordes dándole en el muslo, recordándole su existencia. Era como tener un amigo cerca diciéndole: «Sigo aquí y podemos pasar tiempo juntos más tarde».

I live my life in my comfort zone...

Family could be like a cushion, Kayla thought. Something soft to protect you from the blows of life. You couldn't stop the blows happening, but if you had people who cared around you then the blows hurt less.

This is embarrassing." Hannah sniffed. "I'm too old to be crying on your shoulder." "You're never too old to cry on your dad's shoulder, although I have to admit I hate to see you cry.

family was everything to Posy. It was a warm blanket on a cold day, a safety net when you fell, a chorus of support when you attempted something hard.

Being furnished not only with a subject of conversation, but with a safe refuge in the kitchen in case of incompatibility, Mrs. Fosdick and I sat down, prepared to make the best of each other.

My cat was up all night throwing up. So obviously I was up all night holding her hair.

See that's what people don't get about food. It's never the food, it's the love that goes into making it. That's what's important.

That's what dessert means to me: a dollop of sweet love in an otherwise cold world.

Well, that was the clerk class for you. They might be completely without culture, but they certainly knew how to make themselves comfortable.

You must be strong. I have seen you be strong, before.' 'It is only— ' But, only what? How might I say it? Only that she held my head against her breast, when I woke bewildered. That she warmed my foot with her breath, once. That she ground my pointed tooth with a silver thimble. That she brought me soup— clear soup— instead of an egg, and smiled to see me drink it. That her eye has a darker fleck of brown. That she thinks me good . . .

When she heard the splash and gurgle of tea being poured from the pot, followed by the rattle of china as he carried the cups to his bedroom, she longed so dismally for a cup of tea of her own that she nearly wept.