Quotes about Comfort
Once born into childlike faith, brimming with belief, typical people begin to lose their faith. Society mocks them. Their friends smirk. They come to change the world, but over time the world changes them. Soon they forget who they were; they forget the faith they once had. Then one day someone tells them the truth, but they don't want to go back, because they're comfortable in their new skin. Being a stranger in this world is never easy.
- Ted Dekker
I am certain that the Lord, who notes the fall of a sparrow, looks with compassion upon those who have been called upon to part, even temporarily, from their precious children.
- Thomas Monson
Many churches today have special programs for people who are grieving, and these can be very helpful.
- Billy Graham
What gnashing is not a comfort, what gnawing of the worm is not a tickling, what torment is not a marriage bed to this damnation, to be secluded eternally, eternally, eternally from the sight of God?
- John Donne
I have never been able to sleep with anyone. I require a full-size bed so that I can lie in the middle of it and extend my arms spreadeagle on both sides without being obstructed.
- Mae West
The care of God for us is a great thing, if a man believe it at heart: it plucks the burden of sorrow from him.
- Euripides
In times of need, God can come to you in a myriad of disguises.
- Wayne Dyer
Home should never be dark or full of shadows and secrets. It should be bright and full of open doors. It should be full of stories wanting to be told.
- Travis Thrasher
Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.
- Victor Hugo
She had had sweet dreams, which possibly arose from the fact that her little bed was very white.
- Victor Hugo
The attempt has been made, and wrongly, to make a class of the bourgeoisie. The bourgeoisie is simply the contented portion of the people. The bourgeois is the man who now has time to sit down. A chair is not a caste.
- Victor Hugo
It was like a hand which had opened and thrown suddenly upon her a handful of sunbeams.
- Victor Hugo