Quotes About Comfort

Thou hast been called, O sleep! the friend of woe; But 'tis the happy who have called thee so.

Tis sweet to hear the watchdog's honest bark Bay deep-mouth'd welcome as we draw near home.

Speaking words of endearment where words of comfort availed not.

A request not to worry ... is perhaps the least soothing message capable of human utterance.

If there were no tribulation, there would be no rest; if there were no winter, there would be no summer.

If your house is on fire, warm yourself by it.

Houses are the abiding joys; they are the most emotion-stirring of all things. An automobile is regarded with fond affection, a typewriter becomes an inseparable companion, clothes can stir sentimentality, and the bit of bric-a-brac is a toy one would weep to see torn away — but houses are real, deep, emotional things.

Provider of moonbeams when I wanted full illumination.

every woman has some reason to weep and weeping is sweetest when it is for another's sorrow.

Pd mojom lipom zaista nema hlada.

Self-pity in its early stages is as snug as a feather mattress. Only when it hardens does it become uncomfortable. — Maya Angelou

Father, let me remember You are here, surrounding me with Your everlasting Love, perfect peace, and joy. I pivot my attention to the natural dwelling place of my mind, my natural awareness. These are the thoughts that move and keep my mind safe in You, free of the ego's ideas that hurt me. Let me remember You are here, and I am not alone.

There are those moments when you simply need to be "with" someone, to listen and give her the opportunity to spin all of the chaos out of her mind before you speak or offer advice. When

Sometimes the pain they wish to spare is their own because if you can be convinced to set aside your own dreams, they can remain comfortable with their decision to do the same.

DEDICATED TO: YOU - it has been so long, too long, since you have had a home.

What other thing, Eve? I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.

Peabody: "When a guy's in the hospital, he wants toys." Eve: "When a guy gets a splinter in his toe, he wants toys.

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm. ----Roarke, Naked In Death

I'd suggest putting your head between your knees, but I think that's physically impossible for you at the moment.

Fate rules. You follow the steps and you plan and you work. Then fate slips in laughing and makes fools of us. Sometimes we can trick it or out guess it but most often its already written. For some its written in blood. That doesn't mean we stop, but it does mean we can't comfort ourselves with blame. It's easier to take the blame than to admit there was nothing you could do to stop whatever happened.

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm.

Friends give you a cushion for the fall, even when you think you don't need or want one.

For now, for one night, the pressures of the job were light-years away. He could do that to her, and for her, she realized. He could open little pockets of peace.

He'd tended her wounds, as she had his, and knew she healed well, healed fast. His resilient, hardheaded cop. But there were parts inside that tough, disciplined body that remained fragile—perhaps always would. And those vulnerable places pulled at him to protect, to comfort, to do anything he could to spare her a bruise or blow. The vulnerability undid him even as the strength brought him pride. And the whole of her brought him love beyond the measuring of it.