Quotes About Comfort

The longer khakis are owned and the more they are washed, the softer and more comfortable they become.

I feel super happy when I put on a sheet mask after washing my face.

I'm looking forward to getting back to my house and my Ugg boots and not washing sometimes, and getting back to writing.

I'm less Soho House these days, more Airbnb. It's just so useful to have a washing machine, or to rock up somewhere with a baby bed and all the other kit provided.

For a moment Tess imagined she didn't exist. It was surprisingly soothing.

Around us the darkness hovered tenderly. We passed through it.

There is no pain in truth, no comfort in lies.

Like I said, I like having someone here. At night I look out my bedroom window, and seeing a light on in here comforts me." He paused in the doorway. "Sort of like, 'All is well in the world.' That's what light does, you know. Says all is well in the world.

She ate--so, so good--cocooned in the harmonic dissonance of a large family, where every sound was distinct yet blended.

Dad was at his desk when I opened the door, doing what all British people do when they're freaked out: drinking tea.

I'd made myself some hot chocolate, located a book with a lot of murder and mayhem,curled up on a loveseat near the fireplace, and was happily envisioning Joe as the corpse of this tale.

Do you need anything?" I asked. With a little moan, he swung his legs off the couch, making room for me. "I would say just you but that sounds way too corny." "I like corny," I said, as I sat on the couch beside him.

Hey, come here," Josh said. He was sitting on the love seat looking out the window. "What is it?" I asked, walking over. "The lights are out. You can't see anything out there." "I know." He wrapped his hand around my arm and pulled me down until I was nestled between his thighs, my back to his chest. "I just wanted to hold you.

You know what I figured out during the last week?" he asked. "What?" "Snow and winter, they go together." I snuggled more closely against him. "Yeah, we do." Sneaux and Wynter--we definitely go together.

And there you were," he said. "In your cotton-underweared splendor.

In avoiding all pain and seeking comfort at all cost, we may be left without intimacy or compassion; in rejecting change and risk we often cheat ourselves of the quest; in denying our suffering we may never know our strength or our greatness.

Sometimes just being in someone's presence is strong medicine.

Irrepressible hope, unsurpassable peace, inexplicable joy, unfailing comfort, patient endurance, and amazing grace await us in the dark times if we'll seek Him in them. Finding these treasures, we experience calm despite the storm. We develop spiritual beauty and spiritual strength—and others are drawn to us in their own times of need.

A small happiness can make a big sadness less sad.

I was lonely. I felt it deeply and permanently, that this state of being on my own might never disappear. But I welcomed the lonliness, which had everything to do with being anonymous. It's never lonliness that nibbles away at a person's insides, but not having room inside themselves to be comfortably alone.

Allí de rodillas lo abracé, le acaricié la espalda y el pelo y ambos lloramos juntos. No había palabras para expresar lo que sentíamos; las lágrimas lo decían por nosotros: el terror, el alivio, el amor y la pena todo mezclado en la sal.

I don't like travelling. Which is ridiculous. And it's not because I'm afraid of dying on the plane or anything. I just like to stay at home.

What could she do, bound as she was by the tyranny of silence? She dared not explain the girl to herself...that wilfully selfish tyranny of silence evolved by a crafty old ostrich of a world for its own well-being and comfort. The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that seeing nothing it might avoid Truth...if silence is golden it is also in this case, very expedient.