Quotes About Comfort

the small pleasures and large dullnesses of home.

Learnt how to pass the time. That's one of the things about life. We're all just looking for a place of safety. And if you don't find one, then you have to learn how to pass the time.

U]ns verband jene angenehme, anspruchslose Art von Freundschaft, die ausschließlich auf langer Dauer beruht. Wir hatten wenig gemeinsam, kannten aber sonst kaum jemanden, der sich an uns als Neunjährige beim Ponyreiten erinnerte; so hatten unsere gelegentlichen Begegnungen immer etwas Behagliches.

When I was young, men like my father would often come home and put on their smoking jacket over their perfectly ordinary trousers, as a way of relaxing in the evening.

And before he knew what he was doing, he reached out and with a thumb brushed away one teardrop glistening in that mauve crescent beneath her eyes. And then he looked down at his thumb, and rubbed the tear out of existence, right into his skin.

What was love if not a certain pleasantly deluded familiarity built up over years?

And home, Elise, is anywhere love is. Any you are my love.

She settled upon the hound. She met its brown eyes. It blinked slowly in what she liked to think was sympathy. Neither of them wanted to be where they were at the moment.

And in his weariness, only one word came to Jonathan, like a prayer. Tommy, he thought, invoking what was good and real. Tommy. The word for love in his world right now. Tommy. And he supposed the word that occurred to you in your darkest moments...well, that word meant love. That was perhaps how you knew. And perhaps that was the purpose of dark moments.

And for a moment he simply held her and she held onto him. It might have been the most perfect moment of his life so far.

I don't like seeing you cry. You will stop. I'll give you a promise, he said gruffly. And then you will cease your worrying. You will have confidence in my ability to protect you, he ordered. You will have faith in me. I command it.

May you always have A sunbeam to warm you, A moonbeam to charm you, A sheltering angel so nothing can harm you. An Irish Blessing

Judith, you sound horrible. What's the matter with your voice? Are you coming down with something? Judith shook her head. I'm all right. You sound like you swallowed a frog.

Judaism offered no Shivah for lost love. There was no Kaddish to say, no candle to burn...no injunction against listening to music or going to work.

It did not seem possible, much as he craved the comfort of a woman of intelligence, of humor and balance and perception.

I have never looked to religion for comfort—belief is just not in my genes. But reading Mastering the Art of French Cooking—childishly simple and dauntingly complex, incantatory and comforting—I thought this was what prayer must feel like.

I love to sleep. My astrological sign is the sloth.

The warmth of his embrace soaked into me, a powerful charm against the dark things.

I felt Red's arm close around me like a shield against the rest of the world. His mouth was against my hair, and his heart thumped violently under my cheek. I shut my eyes, and held onto his shirt with both hands, and wept.

When you felt sad or angry or hopeless, a story could help. A story could lead you into a different world for a while.

She was gone. We all knew it. But nobody moved. Nobody spoke. Still my father held her tight in his arms, as if he might preserve that last moment of life, as long as he stayed completely still. His lips were against her hair, and his eyes were closed.

More than anything else, I love the sensation of the weight of the soup in my hand when I hold the soup bowl in my hand and the warm, fresh taste of the soup. It's like having the warmth of a newborn baby's squishy flesh in my hand.

she basked gratefully in the warmth of her husband's love

My shoulders were light again, as though I'd been cured of the ague, and my tears stopped.