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Quotes About Comfort

There must be quite a few things that a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
~ Sylvia Plath
Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy and peaceful.
~ Sylvia Plath
I am sure there are things that can't be cured by a good bath but I can't think of one.
~ Sylvia Plath
I need more than anything right now what is, of course, most impossible, someone to love me, to be with me at night when I wake up in shuddering horror and fear of the cement tunnels leading down to the shock room, to comfort me with an assurance that no psychiatrist can quite manage to convey.
~ Sylvia Plath
If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, for as long as I possibly could.
~ Sylvia Plath
A little thing, like children putting flowers in my hair, can fill up the widening cracks in my self-assurance like soothing lanolin.
~ Sylvia Plath
I never feel so much myself as when I'm in a hot bath.
~ Sylvia Plath
I crawled between the mattress and the padded bedstead and let the mattress fall across me like a tombstone. It felt dark and safe under there, but the mattress was not heavy enough. It needed about a ton more weight to make me sleep.
~ Sylvia Plath
If I was going to fall, I would hang on to my small comforts, at least, as long as I possibly could.
~ Sylvia Plath
Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn.
~ Sylvia Plath
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: I'll go take a hot bath.
~ Sylvia Plath
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down so far and then I say: 'I'll go take a hot bath.
~ Sylvia Plath
The dress was cut so queerly I couldn't wear any sort of a bra under it, but that didn't matter much as I was skinny as a boy and barely rippled, and I liked feeling almost naked on the hot summer nights.
~ Sylvia Plath
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
~ Sylvia Plath
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them. Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: "I'll go take a hot bath.
~ Sylvia Plath
There must be quite a few things a hot bath won't cure, but I don't know many of them.
~ Sylvia Plath
De parc? dulcea?a vindec?rii era ceva ce se putea sorbi prin simpla apropiere.
~ Sylvia Plath
I decided not to go down to the cafeteria for breakfast. It would only mean getting dressed, and what was the point of getting dressed if you were staying in bed for the morning?
~ Sylvia Plath
There is a green in the air, Soft, delectable. It cushions me lovingly.
~ Sylvia Plath
I buried my face in the pink velvet facade of Jay Cee's love-seat and with immense relief the salt tears and miserable noises that had been prowling around in me all morning burst out into the room.
~ Sylvia Plath
At first I wondered why the room felt so safe. Then I realized it was because there were no windows.
~ Sylvia Plath
The sweaty cotton gave off a sour but friendly smell.
~ Sylvia Plath
He didn't answer but reached over and put his hand at the root of my hair and ran his fingers out slowly to the tip ends like a comb. A little electric shock flared through me and I sat quite still. Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy and peaceful.
~ Sylvia Plath
Whenever I'm sad I'm going to die, or so nervous I can't sleep, or in love with somebody I won't be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then say 'I'll go take a hot bath'.
~ Sylvia Plath