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Cats are connoisseurs of comfort.
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comfort
pets
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James Herriot |
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Maybe that was why she couldn't cry, she realized, staring dry-eyed at the ceiling. Because what was the point in crying when there was no one there to comfort you? And what was worse, when you couldn't even comfort yourself?
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comfort
crying
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Cassandra Clare |
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Perhaps home is not a place but simply an irrevocable condition.
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comfort
philosophy
irrevocability
state-of-mind
completion
fulfillment
belonging
permanence
security
attachment
home
safety
psychology
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James Baldwin |
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Adventures are all very well in their place, but there's a lot to be said for regular meals and freedom from pain.
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pain
freedom
comfort
contrast
meals
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Neil Gaiman |
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The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.
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comfort
security
home
safety
protection
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Maya Angelou |
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Rainy days should be spent at home with a cup of tea and a good book.
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rain
reading
comfort
tea
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Bill Watterson |
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She had become accustomed to being lonely. She was used to walking alone and to being considered 'different.' She did not suffer too much.
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loneliness
suffering
comfort
inspirational
girls
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Betty Smith |
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She had been given a wonderful gift: life. Sometimes it was cruelly taken away too soon, but it's what you did with it that counted, not how long it lasted.
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comfort
death
life
inspirational
nice
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Cecelia Ahern |
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Do not give way to useless alarm; though it is right to be prepared for the worst, there is no occasion to look on it as certain.
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jane-austen
comfort
inspirational
pride-and-prejudice
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Jane Austen |
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Never underestimate how much assistance, how much satisfaction, how much comfort, how much soul and transcendence there might be in a well-made taco and a cold bottle of beer.
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comfort
taco
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Tom Robbins |
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The voice so filled with nostalgia that you could almost see the memories floating through the blue smoke, memories not only of music and joy and youth, but perhaps, of dreams. They listened to the music, each hearing it in his own way, feeling relaxed and a part of the music, a part of each other, and almost a part of the world.
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youth
joy
comfort
music
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Hubert Selby Jr. |
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Books, for me, are a home. Books don't make a home--they are one, in the sense that just as you do with a door, you open a book, and you go inside. Inside there is a different kind of time and a different kind of space.
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literature
reading
comfort
home
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Jeanette Winterson |
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That Shay was in possesion of hand grenades was a comforting thought showed what kind of night this had become.
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war
comfort
hand-grenade
shay
specials
uglies
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Scott Westerfeld |
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The human touch is that little snippet of physical affection that brings a bit of comfort, support, and kindness. It doesn't take much from the one who gives it, but can make a huge difference in the one who receives it.
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comfort
human
human-touch
humanity-quotes
humanity
love
inspirational
kindess
support
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Mya Robarts |
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The prefect evening...lying down on the couch beside the bookcase and reading himself sleepy...Jim lying opposite him at the other end of the couch, also reading; the two of them absorbed in their books yet so completely aware of each other's presence.
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comfort
love
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Christopher Isherwood |
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"Oh, look, the lights are so pretty," I said dreamily, having just noticed them. I smiled at the way the lights were dancing overhead, pink and yellow and blue. I felt some pressure on my arm and thought, I should look over and see what's going on, but then the thought was gone, sliding away like Jell-O off a hot car hood. "Fang?" "Yeah. I'm here." I struggled to focus on him. "I'm so glad you're here." "Yeah, I got that." "I don't know what I'd do without you." I peered up at him, trying to see past the too-bright lights. "You'd be fine," he muttered. "No," I said, suddenly struck by how unfine I would be. "I would be totally unfine. Totally." It seemed very urgent that he understand this. Again I felt some tugging on my arm, and I really wondered what that was about. Was Ella's mom going to start this procedure any time soon? "It's okay. Just relax." He sounded stiff and nervous. "Just...relax. Don't try to talk." "I don't want my chip anymore," I explained groggily, then frowned. "Actually, I never wanted that chip." "Okay," said Fang. "We're taking it out." "I just want you to hold my hand." "I am holding your hand." "Oh. I knew that." I drifted off for a few minutes, barely aware of anything, but feeling Fang's hand still in mine. "Do you have a La-Z-Boy somewhere?" I roused myself to ask, every word an effort. "Um, no," said Ella's voice, somewhere behind my head. "I think I would like a La-Z-Boy," I mused, letting my eyes drift shut again. "Fang, don't go anywhere." "I won't. I'm here." "Okay. I need you here. Don't leave me." "I won't." "Fang, Fang, Fang," I murmured, overwhelmed with emotion. "I love you. I love you sooo much." I tried to hold out my arms to show how much, but I couldn't move them. "Oh, jeez," Fang said, sounding strangled."
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comfort
friends
friendship
love
dizziness
don-t-go
operation
saying-i-love-you
holding-hands
procedure
together
otp
i-love-you
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James Patterson |
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Comfort is beauty muted by heroin. Sadness is beauty drained by lack of it.
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comfort
sadness
drained
heroin
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Luke Davies |
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I need anything, anything that will stop me from living in the kind of death the bourgeois eat, the death called comfort.
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rebellion
comfort
meaning
fear
escape-velocity
bourgeoisie
materialism
mediocrity
safety
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Kathy Acker |
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"I don't matter here, Shane. I feel like I just don't matter. Stupid, right?" "No," he said. He sounded so gentle it broke her heart. "It's how most people feel most of the time, Claire. You've grown up being special, and this is how most people live their lives...on their own, unnoticed. And they get used to that feeling. It's just new for you."
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feelings
comfort
shane-collins
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Rachel Caine |
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It struck her how eating was a comfort during a hard time because it reminded you that there had been other days, good days, when you'd eaten the same thing. Reminded you there were good days in life, when precious little else did. (268)
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comfort
good-times
food
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Ron Rash |
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I found the prospect daunting, but somehow comforting, too, because the counselors insisted it could be done, and, after all, many of them were recovering alcoholics themselves.
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comfort
rehab
recovery
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Craig Ferguson |
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Some people love their story that much even if it's of their own misery, even if it ties them to unhappiness, or they don't know how to stop telling it. Maybe it's about loving coherence more than comfort, but it might also be about fear--you have to die a little to be reborn, and death comes first, the death of a story, a familiar version of yourself
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story
comfort
fear
unknown
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Rebecca Solnit |
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Replace worry with prayer. Make the decision to pray whenever you catch yourself worrying.
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men
prayer
women
comfort
jesus
faith
god
worry
decision
worrying
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Elizabeth George |
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You start to die the moment you are born. The whole of life is cutting through the pack with death. So take it easy.
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comfort
living
death
life
relax
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Ian Fleming |
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... there are things that outweigh comfort, unless one is an old woman or a cat.
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comfort
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Ursula K. Le Guin |
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Here's a comforting thought for you, Peter,' he said. 'However long you may live, the world will never lose its ability to surprise you with its beauty.
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comfort
surprise
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Ben Aaronovitch |
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Every minister worthy of the name has to walk the line between prophetic vision and spiritual sustenance, between telling people the comforting things they want to hear and challenging them with the difficult things they need to hear. In Oxford, Daddy began to feel as though all the members wanted him to do was to marry them and bury them and stay away from their souls.
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comfort
challenging
saving-souls
marrying
prophets
ministers
sustenance
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Timothy B. Tyson |
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It all I can do not to cry. I make myself wood I say to myself, Celie, you a tree. That's how I come to know trees fear man.
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persona
comfort
change
defence
dehumanisation
abuse-survivor
tree
wood
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Alice Walker |
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"A disciple does not ask, "How much can I keep?" but, "How much more can I give?" Whenever we start to get comfortable with our level of giving, it's time to raise it again."
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comfort
faith
trust
disciple
give
stewardship
share
keep
giving
discipline
obedience
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Randy Alcorn |
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Science is better than sympathy, if only it is science.
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sympathy
comfort
science
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E.M. Forster |
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That's the best thing I can think of. Having a good hold on your arse always makes me feel steady.
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comfort
love
best-thing
jamie-fraser
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Diana Gabaldon |
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Such a fierce little thing she is, they say, she has no need of comfort. They are wrong in that, I fear. All men need comfort.
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feelings
comfort
fierceness
fire-and-blood
mistakes
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George R.R. Martin |
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But she wouldn't pray, she took what comfort and credit she could for not praying; it wasn't that one disbelieved in prayer; one never lost all one's belief in magic. It was that she preferred to plan, it was fairer, it wasn't loading the dice.
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magic
prayer
comfort
religion
planning
secularism
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Graham Greene |
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When you're kind to people, and you pay attention, you make a field of comfort around them, and you get it back--the Golden Rule meets the Law of Karma meets Murphy's Law.
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people
comfort
law-of-karma
murphy-s-law
golden-rule
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Anne Lamott |
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She was of traditional build herself, but her figure was largely concealed by the folds of a generously cut shift dress made out of a flecked green fabric. It was like a tent, thought Mma Ramotswe--a camouflage tent of the sort that the Botswana Defence Force might use. But I do not sit in judgement on the dresses of others, she told herself, and a tent was a practical enough garment, if that is what one felt comfortable in.
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comfort
humor
judgement
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Alexander McCall Smith |
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It [Foucault's Pendulum] can be very comforting for people of my generation, who ate disappointment for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
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comfort
disappointment
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Umberto Eco |
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"You quit? I thought you said it was too dangerous to quit, Alex. You said people who try to get out die." "I almost did. If it weren't for Gary Frankel, I probably wouldn't have made it. . . ." "Gary Frankel?" The nicest, geekiest guy in school? For the first time I scan Alex's face and see a faint, new scar above his eye and nasty ones by his ear and neck. "Oh, God! W-what did they d-do to you?" He takes my hand and places it on his chest. His eyes are intense and dark, like they were the first time I noticed him in the parking lot that first day of school senior year. "It took me a long time to realize I needed to fix everything The choices I made. The gang. Bein' beaten to within an inch of my life and branded like cattle was nothin' compared to losin' you. If I could take back every word I said in the hospital, I would. I thought if I pushed you away, I'd be protectin' you from what happened to Paco and my dad." He looks up and his eyes pierce mine. "I'll never push you away again, Brittany. Ever. I swear." Beaten? Branded? I'm feeling sick to my stomach and tears sting my eyes. "Shh." He puts his arms around me, rubbing his hands across my back. "It's all right. I'm okay," he chants over and over again, his voice catching."
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comfort
beaten
brittany-ellis
quit
gang
crying
danger
tears
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Simone Elkeles |
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"She felt him shifting himself under her and around her, rearranging himself, until she was being held in a real embrace. She opened blurring eyes to find that he had tucked her between his forelegs with his neck curled around her. "Shhh-" he said, as she closed her eyes and threw her arms around his warm, soft, slippery neck. "I know, I know. It's all horrible. Just go ahead and cry, Andie. Go ahead and let it out. I think you've been holding it in too long." She couldn't have stopped the flood now if she'd wanted to, and she really didn't want to. He was right. She'd been holding it in too long. She sobbed against his neck, eyes streaming and burning, throat raw and sore, chest aching. She babbled between the sobs, nothing really coherent, but just- She'd wanted a mother. She'd wanted to make Cassiopeia proud of her so that she'd 'be' that mother. Show her that even her if her daughter wasn't like 'her,' she was still worth something. Was useful. Could stand at the Queen's side and- That was all she wanted. And her mother found her so unworthy that Cassiopeia threw her away to feed a monster, like so much offal. "Oh, Andie," Peri sighed in her ear. "Oh, my poor girl. It's Cassiopeia that's unworthy of 'you."
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comfort
mother-and-daughter
heartbreaking
crying
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