Quotes About Comfort

Being a comfort is itself comforting. Having someone find a place on your shoulder and be able to rest.

As I step out of bed and slip on an oversize shirt, everything around me feels like it's the temperature of happiness.

Along the way, they didn't say much, but their relationship has reached that stage where silence is comfortable, not threatening. Silence only harms when there are things that aren't being said, or when there's the fear that the well is empty and there's nothing left to say. Neither is the case here. They still have plenty to say to each other, just not anything right now.

When we embrace, one of us is always holding the other a little tighter.

It's when you walk around the apartment in my boxers when you don't know I'm awake. And then that grin, when you do know I'm awake. You spend so much time in the morning making sure every hair is in place. But I have to tell you: I like it most like this, haphazard, sleep-strewn, disarrayed.

With that right person, you can have a late-night conversation at any time of the day.

Such a strange thing, to hold a six-year-old's hand. Especially a six-year-old you've only just met. A toddler will grab hold of your finger, and someone your own age will clasp on to your whole hand, but with six-year-olds it's something in between, this acknowledgment that they can't be the one to take hold, so you have to do all the holding, folding your hand around theirs, feeling so much bigger and responsible.

It's not easy," she says, in that voice that mothers have, that mix of unwanted knowledge and small consolation. "Whatever you had—I don't know exactly what it was, and that's fine. But it must not be easy for you. You miss him, and that's okay. But you have to figure that if it's too hard to hang on, then maybe you should let go.

Danny is amazed that he feels so comfortable. He is amazed that while there are some people you can see every day and not say a word to, there are other people whom you can see once a year-or once a decade, or once a life-and say anything.

I want to take back at least half the "I love you"s, because it feels safer that way.

Brown, I say, deep brown. Like coffee without any milk.

If you're not able to laugh inside a sex shop, then you probably shouldn't be there. I mean, they don't call it fooling around for nothing.

Rest, v. and n. Rest with me for the rest of this. That`s it. Come closer. We`re here.

As we gossiped over grilled cheese, I rubbed my bare ankle against hers. Not to be provocative or possessive. Just because it felt good to have that spot on me touch that spot on her.

You won't cry, and that makes me want to.

When in doubt, ingest carbs.

These books are always there for me. All of them are there for me. My life changes all the time, but books don't change.

We fall asleep in my bed, a tangle of three. It is the sweetest feeling, to be nestled between the two of them, their smiles fading into sleep, their arms enfolding me and each other. This is the antidote.

Being a comfort is itself pretty comforting.

With the right person, you can have a late-night conversation at any time of the day. But it helps to have it late at night.

But this is the real thing, the hug that let's you feel held.

I felt love. Right there, in the kitchen. And I felt relief.

Si quieres vivir de acuerdo a tu propia verdad, debes estar dispuesto a pasar el proceso para descubrir cuál es que, al principio es doloroso, pero, a la postre, es reconfortante

Sinto uma ternura por essas conversas noturnas e vulneráveis, pelo modo com que as palavras assumem uma forma diferente no ar quando não há luz no quarto. Penso nas raras noites de sorte quando terminei o dia na casa de um amigo ou dividindo o quarto com um irmão ou amigo o qual gostava de verdade. Essas conversas me faziam acreditar que eu podia dizer qualquer coisa, mesmo quando estava escondendo tanto