Quotes About Comfort

What makes you feel safe when you go to sleep at night? Being able to check and see that your secrets are still hidden.

You shouldn't let it bother you," Drew said earnestly. "That's just babble. It doesn't mean anything. None of you are going to die and you're obviously not dead. For Pete's sake.

I smile when I'm nervous.

I will lie down,¨ he says, letting me guide him toward his enormous bed. Once there, he does not let go of my hand. ¨Ïf you lie with me.¨ Page 308

We slept on mattresses stuffed with the soft seed-heads of dandelions.

He smiled, a real smile, the kind real boys gave real girls. "It's been a very long time since anyone worried for me.

I don't care. I run into his arms. Cardan's fingers dig into my back. [...] But he holds me as though I am the only solid thing in the world.

You're going to be okay,' I say. 'You know,' he says, hanging on to me, 'that ought to be reassuring. But when mortals say it, it doesn't mean the same thing as when the Folk do, does it? For you, it's an appeal. A kind of hopeful magic. You say I will be well because you fear I won't be.

Maybe if we wrap some of those around you, then even if the blanket slips, you won't burn. We can duct-tape it together. As long as you don't mind looking ridiculous." The vampire smiled a closemouthed smile.

all I want to do is walk in to his arms. I want to drown my worries in his embrace. I want him to say something totally unlike himself, about things being okay. 'Nice dress,' he says instead.

I am used to the whipped-cream-topped drinks Vivi used to bring me, but there is something satisfyingly bracing about drinking coffee this way, hot and bitter.

He grips my shoulder. His fingers dig in the knotted muscles in a way that feels good. Brotherly.

But he holds me as though I am the only solid thing in the world.

If anyone can get me through tonight, it's him. He's good at putting those around him at ease, even when they ought to know better. Unfortunately, what I am good at is getting under people's skin. But at least I am also good at lying.

When he lay down in a pile of rushes and closed his eyes, I crept up to him and carefully covered him in dry leaves so that he would be warm.

Hazel began to list what she knew. She liked lists. They were comfortingly straightforward, even when they were full of crazy stuff.

It was warm there, and he could pretend he was hiding, could pretend that someone was looking for him.

It was good to be hugged. Even by a monster

One of the hobs who used to work here, Nell Uther, would find me and guide me back to my room, telling me that if I couldn't sleep, then I ought to just close my eyes and lie still. That at least my body could rest, even if my mind wouldn't.

I will lie down,' he says, letting me guide him toward his enormous bed. Once there, he does not let go of my hand. 'If you lie with me.

I don't suppose you have anything to drink around here?' Cardan asks. 'I don't imagine that whatever happens next is going to be particularly comfortable for me, and I would like to stay drunk in order to face it.' 'Do you really think I care if you're comfortable?' I demand.

Children, dear and loving children, can alone console a woman for the loss of her beauty.

Solitude is fine but you need someone to tell that solitude is fine.

And he, like many jaded people, had few pleasures left in life save good food and drink.