Quotes About Comfort

He told me that home was where the heart was. And it's very true. Don't you see, it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter where we are at all. In your arms, I'm home.

he had simply said that he knew how she would miss her gran, and that losing someone hurt, no matter how old they'd been, even if knowing they'd had a long life and lived it well eventually helped with the healing process.

Someone who loved me was listening and watching over me. I didn't ever hear Her speak to me, but I knew She was there. I fell asleep to the comforting rhythms of the now-familiar prayers and music of Compline. I wasn't praying with my feet. I wasn't doing anything at all. I felt better than I had since my accident.

Home is a sacred place within the mind, when you are there what is wonderful is normality.

Love is the hand that props up your heart when age's torrid heat has long battled along side it.

You are the comfort blanket of my eye when I hold you you are no longer afraid to die.

The morning sun is spilling into the penthouse. Rigby, a gray rug of cat, lies sprawled on her back on the sofa with her paws stretched high above her head.

Papa taps on the skylight and I look up. He waves at me and smiles. I smile back. For now, I don't need to know what lies ahead. For now it's enough just to be here, safe aboard the Morning Star with my family and friends. For now, it's enough to be home.

But no, it's yoga pants and T-shirts with slogans like "Save the Rain Forest" on them, made only of natural fibers of course.

Reader, nothing is sweeter in this sad world than the sound of someone you love calling your name. —Kate DiCamillo, The Tale of Despereaux

Inertia, when first encountered, appears to be an immovable force. We are creatures who like comfort, patterns, and repetition… Yet change is life's only constant.

I had no idea so much happiness could be experienced by simply sitting in a chair.

Tears crawled out of Claude's eyes and nose, and besides he was only five, but he tried to comfort his parents anyway. 'I just feel a little bit sad. Sad isn't bleeding. Sad is okay.

But if you went back to wearing pants,' said Roo, 'you could retire ten years earlier.

When I judged it to be tea-time I sat on an old stone wall and opened my tin of treacle biscuits. As I ate them I could hear mother banging the kettle on the hob and my brothers rattling their tea-cups. The biscuits tasted sweetly of the honeyed squalor of home – still only a dozen miles away.

When someone we know is hurting, it's our instinct to want them to get better––first, for themselves, and also because our inability to assist leaves us feeling helpless.

I crawled into my books and pulled the pages up over my head. (A Monstrous Regiment of Women)

I crawled into my book and pulled the pages over my head...

That's what tears are for, you know, to wash away the fear and cool the hate.

I would self-medicate with fat, carbohydrates, and Jane Austen, my number one drug of choice, my constant companion through every breakup, every disappointment, every crisis. Men might come and go, but Jane Austen was always there in sickness and in health, for richer, for poorer, till death do us part.

Since those who believe they need a hero/celebrity outnumber the actual heroes/celebrities, people feel safe and comfortably justified in numbers, committing egregious crimes in the name of the greater social ego. Ironically diminishing their own true hero-celebrity nature in the process.

O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight, On whom in affliction I call, My comfort by day and my song in the night, My hope, my salvation, my all.

You know, it was a revelation to me to learn that I don't have to be comfortable. Nowhere is it written that I must be comfortable. I always thought if I felt nervous or anxious or unhappy I had to do something about it. But I learned that's not true. Bad feelings won't kill me. Alcohol will kill me, but my feelings won't.

We turned out to be good for each other. For a stitch of time all the hard questions went away and hid in dark places.