Quotes About Solace

I felt it shelter to speak to you.

Shh," I say. "Arms around me." Obediently, he slips both arms around my waist. I smile at the wall. I am not enjoying this. I am not, not even a little bit, no.

The people find great solace in the idea of a personal God whose grace, obtained through devotion, can overpower the shackles of karma and samsara. The

requiem sermon

Where a people prays, there is the hurch; and where the church is; there is never loneliness.

That we find a crystal or a poppy beautiful means that we are less alone, that we are more deeply inserted into existence than the course of a single life would lead us to believe.

Despite the solace of hypocritical religiosity and its seductive promise of an after-life of heavenly bliss, most of us will do anything to thwart the inevitable victory of biological death.

Books are absolutely the thing in my opinion, or as the old saying goes: whatever gets you through the night (which I should say is also books. Books get you through the night).)

whenever reality, or the grimmer side of reality, threatened to invade, she always turned to a book. Books had been her solace when she was sad, her friends when she was lonely. They had mended her heart when it was broken, and encouraged her to hope when she was down.

Books had been her solace when she was sad, her friends when she was lonely. They had mended her heart when it was broken, and encouraged her to hope when she was down.

I'm glad to have her company to take my mind off things.

solace in their shared anger, grief, and guilt. Years later, as a professor, Martin would try to find the words to articulate the power of togetherness in a world where togetherness had been corrupted—and to explore the effect of the music

Food is the best substitute for everything, because it does not put up any resistance, but surrenders instantly.

And bed, he thought. Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, the thought.

She was crying. I comforted her and she stopped crying. But outside it kept on raining.

Bed is my friend. Just bed, he thought. Bed will be a great thing. It is easy when you are beaten, he thought.

wanted to be there to say good-bye to him. No matter what a person does, there ought to be somebody on his side at the last moment.

I found a strange solace and safety in my power of invisibility and made obscurity my residence.

Between Margaret's fine edged art and Glady's rough simplicity, where did the greater feminine solace lie? True art, after all, is simple.

I carry Yeats with me wherever I go. He's my constant companion. I always can find some comfort in Yeats no matter what the situation is. Months and months and months go by and I know I need to switch to Shelley or somebody else, but right now Yeats is enough for me.

I didn't have the best time at primary school so reading a book was my way of getting away from whatever was upsetting me.

Anything that can keep me distracted and from my own brain, it's good.

Anything that consoles is fake.

I'm reading more than ever. I used to find it tedious, but now it's like my little friend - it takes my mind off things.