Quotes About Comfort

Come unto me all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls" (Matthew 11:28-29).

If things get on top of you', my mum always used to say, 'have a good cry.'.

It's somehow more comforting to imagine that one's suffering is unique, and to measure against what one doesn't know, rather than against what one does.

the nest is agiggle with excitement.

She picked up the lazy cat. "I'll just hang out down here with Cat-Mandu.

Nina," Walter said as she handed him one of the warm boxes. "You are my angel.

In fact, the idea of being locked in a small room seemed kind of comforting. Almost womblike in a strange way.

Dammi un bacio" disse Rita. Stranamente commosso, Manfred avvolse il suo viso con le sue grandi mani calde e la baciò. "Stiamo bene insieme, noi due" disse lei piano, mentre si guardavano. "Le tue mani sono proprio fatte per me. E anche la bocca.

I don't like you being there at night alone," Bonnie told her. "You should come over here and drink my wine." Harper shuddered. "No wine. Ever again. I'm on the wagon." "Coffee then," Bonnie said. "Chamomile tea. I don't care. I want to watch you being safe.

Nur wer vor 1789 gelebt hat, weiss, wie angenehm das Leben sein kann

940Home is not where you live but where they understand you.

Tears are nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed by them.

I don't need a whole lot to be happy now. You want to have a roof over your head, to have a car, to have Internet. You need to have Internet, that's just, there's just no other way. Like your house is not really actually a habitable house if it doesn't have Internet. You could live without water or trash, but not without Internet. -- young, Emerging Adults interviewed on their lifestyle.

Your virtue is safe with me. Your discomfort is rather charming, actually, but I'm sure you'll get over it.

corners of her eyes, and she squeezed them tight, mortified that she might have to explain—again—a crying jag. It had just been so long since she'd snuggled up to something this big, this warm, this human. "You smell better than Grimm," she said against Ryan's mouth. He drew back a little. "What?" She discovered her tears had dried up and

I ... am left with the lingering feeling that the places we go in our minds to find comfort have little to do with where our bodies go.

The house must be a sanctuary.

WHEN YOUR WORLD is small, you learn every inch of it. You can trace it in the dark; you navigate it in your sleep.

I want to say, Christina, that you are ... unusual. And somehow..." her voice trails off. "Your mind-- your curiosity-- will be your comfort.

When I shut my eyes in the warm bath, I feel as if I'm floating inside a cloud.

I remember her words to me when I left school: Your mind will be your comfort. It is, sometimes. And sometimes it isn't.

the places we go in our minds to find comfort have little to do with where our bodies go.

If I am honest...I will say that I simply need a warm, dry place to live. I want enough food to eat, clothes, and shoes that will protect me from the cold. I want calmness and order. More than anything, I want to feel safe in my bed.

As I watch her pine casket descend...I try to envision the reunion of a frail eighty year old woman with her decades younger husband and their three sons and am left with the lingering feeling that the places we go in our minds to find comfort have little to do with where our bodies go