Quotes About Comfort

And when all your faith is gone let it be me, if it's a friend you need let it be me

i'm going to love again so quietlyno one will know i'm home.

Every corner and room of a house will carry memories, make these the most pleasurable times you shared with your family.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

i am awake and aliveand swollen and heavywith love.

When the stars fall into darkness, I will quietly shine for you.

God sovereignly controls every detail of your life, which should be a great comfort to you.

You are my light when i'm in the dark

What can you do for love?Can you leave a person for love?Can you leave a country for love?I think I wouldn't even leave my couch for love

Beds aren't for sleeping, and clothes aren't for bed.

I took a deep breath and slowly blew it out. He won't hurt me, I silently reminded myself. 'Never, ' Archer said, shaking his head. 'I'll never hurt you again, Skye.

All the times are best whenever you are with me.

I never found myself alone, because of my mother.

All this time, William doesn't move from my side, his hand surely and confidently glued to my waist like it belongs there, one piece of a puzzle that matches the other, making the picture complete.

It is odd that a thing which I have been taught to regard with disfavour and as idolatrous should in a time of loneliness and trouble be of help.

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams. Well, here I am tonight, hoping for sleep, and lying like Ophelia in the play, with 'virgin crants and maiden strewments.' I never liked garlic before, but tonight it is delightful!...

Jonathan's eyes closed, and he went quickly into a sleep, with his head on my shoulder.

for, though sympathy can't alter facts, it can make them more bearable.

for the first time since I have lived in it, this old house seemed like home.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times

How blessed are some people, whose lives have no fears, no dreads, to whom sleep is a blessing that comes nightly, and brings nothing but sweet dreams.

How I slept, with that dear, good Dr. Seward watching me. And tonight I shall not fear to sleep, since he is close at hand and within call. Thank everybody for being so good to me. Thank God! Goodnight Arthur. DR.

Euthanasia is an excellent and a comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it. It

A grip of the hand, the tightening of an arm over the shoulder, a sob in unison, are expressions of sympathy dear to a man's heart. I