Quotes About Comfort

Dying in her arms … cradled against her as he relinquished his scarred soul to the darkness … Win would be the last thing he would ever feel, see, hear. Had there been any tears in him, he would have wept in gratitude.

It's always good to go home.

into his shoulder, "maybe you better put some clothes on.

In that case, Cooper," she said faintly into his shoulder, "maybe you better put some clothes on.

chicken pot pie, the crust shattering under the fork,

People are more comfortable with a familiar discomfort than they are with an unfamiliar new possibility.

In my book, privacy is like a great pair of high heels. To be cherished.

No place is home. People are home.

Chocolate isn't food; it's a drug meant to cure all.

His presence in my life is like the lighthouse in stormy waters to a ship lost at sea.

I wouldn't be comfortable, but at least I'd have marginal protection against pointy steel objects that went stab in the night.

He waits every day with every answer we need, every comfort we crave, every affection we're desperate for, while we look everywhere else but at Him.

I am, perhaps, too intellectual, too modern, for my own comfort! How lovely it would be to sink into the warm comfort of established religion.

I understood now that all of us have that place inside that wants to be part of something, that needs the comfort and companionship of loved ones. Within each of us, there is an empty room, and when we open the door, light flows in. The wider we open it, and the longer we leave it open, the brighter our souls become.

Even when we are lost, God has not lost us.

Sometimes you need that soft place to fall. That's your family, your faith. The stuff that doesn't change when everything else does.

The train scoots along in a slow, lazy sway, like a mama rocking her baby, too lost in the look of her child to think of the day's work done or the hard row ahead.

She bear-hugged me in a way that performed some sort of chiropractic miracle, because when she set me down, the tightness in my back was gone and I was an inch taller.

I really need an ice cream cone right now. Chocolate. Anything chocolate. Maybe chocolate ice cream dipped in chocolate.

Emily is safe now as well. I know it. She isn't cold or alone or hungry. She is not lost in the woods, running wildly as in my dreams. Seeking rescue. She is home. All around her, there is nothing but love.

lulled by the doses of morphine and scopolamine administered

What my parents kept failing to understand was how happy I was when I was alone with my books. There was no pressure to perform or be cute, and books never disappoint — unless, of course, you've chosen a bad one. But then, you can always put it down and pick up another one without any repercussions.

One of the great joys in life is having ones hair brushed.

He didn't need a home. but at the moment, he needed a place. Somewhere to rest his head, to regroup, to be still. If they would take him back. ~Eli