#comforting

There's something about death that is comforting. The thought that you could die tomorrow frees you to appreciate your life now. ↗

— Angelina Jolie

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Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and repeat to yourself, the most comforting words of all; this, too, shall pass. ↗

— Ann Landers

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It would be wonderful if the public sector were always great, or always terrible; or if the private sector were always great, or always terrible. Alas, reality is more complicated than comforting caricatures. Governments fail, and corporations fail. ↗

— Jon Meacham

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I love to take things that are everyday and comforting and make them into the most luxurious things in the world. ↗

— Marc Jacobs

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For I the Lord thy God will hold thy right hand, saying unto thee, Fear not; I will help thee. ↗

— Anonymous

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I used to like to break into other people's houses and sit in their rooms. I found it very comforting to be in someone's empty house. ↗

— Jared Leto

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We all lose somebody we care about and want to find some comforting way of dealing with it, something that will give us a little closure, a little peace. ↗

— Mitch Albom

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Thoughts by a graveside are too dark and deep to be sustained for any length of time. Sooner or later the hurt mind turns to the sun for healing, and this is as it should be, for otherwise, what future could any of us hope for, but madness? ↗

— Miss Read

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Worn out with this torture of thought, I rose to my knees. Night was come, and her planets were risen: a safe, still night; too serene for the companionship of fear. We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the grandest scale spread before us: and it is in the unclouded night-sky, where His worlds wheel their silent course, that we read clearest His infinitude, His omnipotence, His omnipresence. I had risen to my knees to pray for Mr. Rochester. Looking up, I, with tear-dimmed eyes, saw the mighty Milky Way. Remembering what it was--what countless systems there swept space like a soft trace of light--I felt the might and strength of God. Sure was I of His efficiency to save what He had made: convinced I grew that neither earth should perish, nor one of the souls it treasured. I turned my prayer to thanksgiving: the Source of Life was also the Saviour of spirits. Mr. Rochester was safe: he was God's, and by God would he be guarded. ↗

— Charlotte Brontë

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It’s a comforting thought knowing that no matter how old I get, I can always get older. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

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