Quotes About Comfort

There are spaces of sorrow only God can touch.

Standing there, staring at the long shelves crammed with books, I felt myself relax and was suddenly at peace.

No matter how vulgar the hotel is, the bar is always nice.

In those days you did not really need anything, not even the rabbit's foot, but it was good to feel it in your pocket.

Below Les Avants there was a chalet where the pension was wonderful and where we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright. That was where we could go. Traveling third class on the train was not expensive. The pension cost very little more than we spent in Paris.

Coger un libro y perderme en el texto en los momentos difíciles ha sido siempre mi modo de buscar alivio, consuelo o, al menos, un respiro. Cuando los asuntos amorosos se torcían, echaba mano de un libro. Como consuelo después de un fracaso en el trabajo teatral o con textos cuyo final se me resistía, siempre he tenido los libros. Como linimento, pero más aún como instrumentos para desviar los pensamientos hacia otro lugar. Para hacer acopio de fuerzas.

When I picked up a book that I had read many times before, the words opened themselves up again. What I was unable to cope with was the new and the unknown; but what I had read before, perhaps on several occasions, had the same effect as ever. I read and was able to stop thinking about my illness.

Perhaps tranquility is what distinguishes the environment in which wealthy people live, he thought. - Kurt Wallander

No matter the life-shattering circumstance that delivers the devastating blow to our spirit, God is bigger. He is faithful and unchanging, merciful and consistent with His offer to us, that through it all, we will be comforted, we will be loved, we will be HELD.

Because where God wants you to be, God holds you safe and gives you peace, even when there is pain.

To console does not mean to take away the pain but rather to be there and say, "You are not alone, I am with you. Together

Jesus makes it clear that the way to God is the same as the way to a new childhood. The innocence that is reached through conscious choices. The Beatitudes offer me the simplest route for the journey home, back into the house of my Father. And along this route I will discover the joys of the second childhood: comfort, mercy, and an ever clearer vision of God. It's a place where I can live in freedom without obsessions and compulsions.

Here is a home for you; maybe you need us." All my desires to be useful, successful, and productive revolted.

The loud, boisterous noises of the world make us deaf to the soft, gentle, and loving voice of God. A Christian leader is called to help people hear that voice and so be comforted and consoled.

Many mature, successful men in this life often might still treat God as part of themselves. God is the factotum which comes in handy in times of illness, shock, final exams, in every situation in which we feel insecure. And if it does not work, the only reaction may be to cry louder. Far from becoming the Other, whose existence does not depend on mine, he might remain the easy frame which fits best around the edges of my security.

The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing... not healing, not curing... that is a friend who cares.

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand.

Man wanted a home, a place for warmth, or comfort, first of physical warmth, then the warmth of the affections.

Men have become the tools of their tools. Money is not required to buy one necessity of the soul. Most of the luxuries and many of the so-called comforts of life are not only not indispensable, but positive hindrances to the elevation of mankind.

The luxuriously rich are not simply kept comfortably warm, but unnaturally hot; as I implied before, they are cooked, of course _à la mode_.

Yet some, not wise, go to the other side of the globe, to barbarous and unhealthy regions, and devote themselves to trade for ten or twenty years, in order that they may live—that is, keep comfortably warm—and die in New England at last. The luxuriously rich are not simply kept comfortably warm, but unnaturally hot; as i implied before, they are cooked, à la mode.

It is so much pleasanter and wholesomer to be warmed by the sun while you can be, than by an artificial fire.

They who are at work abroad are not cold, but rather it is they who sit shivering in houses.

I'd rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion