Quotes About Comfort

I know that part of the reason I read Tolkien when I'm ill is that there is an almost total absence of sexuality in his world, which is restful.

I don't party. I'm a total homebody. I like hanging out with my cat, and I've actually been known to stay home and knit.

A lot of people think a high armhole is restrictive, but it gives you total movement because it's cut right up to your arm.

For me, Jesus is my cleft in the rock. He is my safest friend, my safe totally loving accepting big brother.

I don't know any kid that's not afraid at some point going to bed with the lights off, totally. That's why they make nightlights.

My former assistant used to tell me I have a problem with cushions and she was totally right. The reason is because I'm constantly rearranging things in my house. And if I can't move a whole piece of furniture, the easiest thing to rearrange is cushions. I like to keep things fresh.

Being a VJ, I never had an issue being in front of the camera. I'm totally at ease and that's my saviour.

that's what religion is. A philosophy of coping. It may bring comfort to the dispossessed, but comfort isn't good for the dispossessed. The dispossessed need to stay pissed off so things can change for the better.

WAFFLE HOUSE Two words that spelled oasis across the Southland.

When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.

It's I who know that well: when it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.

I am content to say that caught as I was, without rescuers as I was in that moment, there was a fierce, dark fury moving through me, wave upon wave, like the sea itself, that was bizarrely a comfort. My face maybe showing only a shadow of it, as faces will . . . Rage, dark rage, lightened by nothing.

The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small griefs are edged out, and are only cinders at the borders of the fire. I am saying this again because I want it to be true.

She was altered by time and how he wished he was to be the man to comfort her in that and avow to her that no lessening of youth would bring a lessening of love

The real comfort is that the history of the world contains so much grief that my small grief are edged out, and are only cinders at the borders of the fire.

Because a lone person takes great comfort from her people, in the watches of the night, even the memory of them.

Those that we love, those essential beings...it is as if a huge lump of lead were lain over the soul, such deaths, and where that soul was previously weightless, now is a secret and ruinous burden at the very heart of us. Because a lone person takes great comfort from her people, in the watches of the night, even the memory of them.

Like the vacationer who returns to a beloved summer house year after year, the addicted reader opens book three or four or eleven in a given series and is thoroughly at home in the locale—its by now familiar native characters, the verbal shrubbery and the narrative floorboards that occasionally creak.

I only wish I could describe it more accurately, because it's not the design I'm trying to describe as much as the feeling it evokes when I think of it. A sense of home how does one describe that?

please calm down! I'm getting the tea! Every conversation is better over tea!

Only one thing comforted him: he had finally learned what it was to love. And the feeling was deeper and more meaningful than anything he'd felt before. He felt like he was dying. To die, one must have first been alive. And the Beast could finally say that by finding love, he had lived.

So what's vodka for" "For the soul. If it's hurting real bad.

Maybe it was cold and miserable in the forest, but man can bring his own warmth and comfort anywhere he goes.

at home the very walls lend you strength