#comfort

Is there any other way to be? I mean, this is it. This is my body, my soul; I gotta live with it. I'd better get comfortable. I plan on taking it for a long ride. ↗

— Cecil Castellucci

#life #life

She looked so disappointed, so grieved and desperate that Clem longed to comfort her, only he couldn't think of thing to say that she hadn't heard a hundred times from Dad and Dr. Snow and Mrs. Mack: how things would get better in time, though no one knew how much time, and that life might be a little better for her and Jess once school began again. ↗

— Judith Clarke

#comforting #loss #life

Her arms groped forward to guide her when her tears blocked her vision in darkness. Then she couldn't run any more. She sank to her knees and began to cry in her terror. She wanted Gary. She suddenly felt strong arms around her. She bent her head to bury it in Gary's shoulder, trembling in the darkness. Whimpering like a small animal in a trap, she pushed herself closer to him and said in a choked voice, "I'm so frightened!" "I know, my love," the voice said. "I'm so sorry you were hurt." She felt herself being pulled up to him, his grip around her tight. It was a strange feeling in this pitch-black hallway, where not even the light of the moon cast any illumination. The lips she touched were cold and yet they responded to her with an unusual warmth. His hands massaged her back. Something, Melanie thought, was wrong with that. The hands were too smooth, not like a plastered wrist would feel. "Gary?" she asked, backing away. She didn't trust what she couldn't see. "My love," the voice whispered, "there is no need to fear now. I shall protect you from those who mean you harm. ↗

— Clare McNally

#crying #darkness #fear #fleeing #helplessness

Shooting Willoughby carrying Marianne up the path. ... Male strength -- the desire to be cradled again? ... I'd love someone to pick me up and carry me off. Frightening. Lindsay assures me I'd start to fidget after a while. She's such a comfort. ↗

— Emma Thompson

#empowerment #filming #gender #independence #men

You keep me here. You can't live in a world where you don't know where and what I am doing. We inside each others souls. ↗

— Chimnese Davids

#seeking-comfort #love

Love comforts, it is gentle, it is warm and you can feel it within your entire being. ↗

— Ellen J. Barrier

#gentleness #love #warmth #love

Let go with me. Let me comfort you with my body...there's no shame in forgetting for a night even if you know you'll remember in the morning. ↗

— Tiffany Reisz

#love #love

If I could take away all your pain or make the sun shine through the rain That's what I would do for you Just a moment of happiness would mean so much, A loving kiss,A butterfly's touch That's what I wish for you A sweet melody of springtime wrapped in a cloud An armful of promise so strong....and so proud Aiden, you are a brave and wonderful child so fair Your smile brightens the world with a message of hope beyond compare. ↗

— Carol Clemente O'Malley

#love

When I am about to embark on a difficult journey, I comfort myself by reading the accounts of the great nineteenth-century travellers, men like Stanley, Burton, Speke, Burckhardt and Barth. ↗

— Tahir Shah

#journey #reading #travel-writers #men

I sat on a toilet watching the water run thinking what an odd thing tourism is. You fly off to a strange land, eagerly abandoning all the comforts of home and then expend vast quantities of time and money in a largely futile effort to recapture the comforts you wouldn’t have lost if you hadn’t left home in the first place. ↗

— Bill Bryson

#home #tourism #money