Quotes About Comfort

I had a teacher I liked who used to say good fiction's job was to comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable.

He never leaves home, which home is one room, the converted Children's Reading Room of what used to be the Waltham Public Library, which is the whole third floor.

Television's greatest minute-by-minute appeal is that it engages without demanding. One can rest while undergoing stimulation. Receive without giving.

You could say that a commercial movie doesn't try to wake people up but rather to make their sleep so comfortable and their dreams so pleasant that they will fork over money to experience it.

What part of confidante has that poor teapot played ever since the kindly plant was introduced among us! Why myriads of women have cried over it, to be sure! [...] Nature meant very kindly by women when she made the tea plant; and with a little thought, what series of pictures and groups of the fancy may conjure up and assemble round the teapot and cup.

A good laugh is sunshine in the house.

In a word, in adversity she was the best of comforters, in good fortune the most troublesome of friends...

CHAPTER I: DISCUSSION AND BED

When Ulysses saw his brother, a wonderful thing happened to his face. All the terror left his eyes, because now he was home

Love comforeth like sunshine after rain, But Lust's effect is tempest after sun. Love's gentle spring doth always fresh remain; Lust's winter comes ere summer half be done. Love surfeits not, Lust like a glutton dies; Love is all truth, Lust full of forged lies.

And sleep, that sometime shuts up sorrow's eye, Steal me awhile from mine own company.

But if the while I think on thee, dear friend, All losses are restored and sorrows end.

Come and take choice of all my library and so beguile thy sorrow.

Thy best of rest is sleep, And that thou oft provok'st; yet grossly fear'st Thy death, which is no more.

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest.

O,come,be buried A second time within these arms (They embrace)

Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.

Earth-treading stars that make dark heaven light: Such comfort as do lusty young men feel When well-apparell'd April on the heel Of limping winter treads, even such delight Among fresh female buds shall you this night Inherit at my house; hear all, all see, And like her most whose merit most shall be:

I have great comfort from this fellow. Methinks he hath no drowning mark upon him. His complexion is perfect gallows.

As whence the sun 'gins his reflection Shipwracking storms and direful thunders break, so from that spring whence comfort seemed to come discomfort swells.

The poor soul sat singing by a sycamore tree. Sing all a green willow: Her hand on her bosom, her head on her knee, Sing willow, willow, willow: The fresh streams ran by her, and murmur'd her moans; Sing willow, willow, willow; Her salt tears fell from her, and soften'd the stones; Lay by these: Sing willow, willow, willow; Prithee, hie thee; he'll come anon.

Tutti gli uomini sanno dare consigli e conforto al dolore che non provano.

Or to be naked with her friend in bed An hour or more, not meaning any harm?

Yet if she did not quite exist in the full flood of sunlight, which is the hackneyed metaphor for good health, she was comfortably and safely far away from that abyssal darkness down into which she had nearly strayed.