Quotes About Solace

The schizophrenic position is one where a self's embedment in the solace of the quotidian is breached, and consciousness is confronted with both the complexities of thought processes and the raw materials of unconscious function.

Did they realise, as they sat huddled together in the corner of the snug, that they were all outsiders in one way or another? Marked apart by the fierceness of their curiosity, they moved among the docile majority unacknowledged, mistrusted and unloved to the point where they only found solace in one another's company.

It is a comfort to the wretched to have companions in misery

Solamen miseris socios habuisse doloris.

These books are my friends, my companions.

He fell in love with his golem, found it a source of consolation. Life

He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.

It is from books that wise people derive consolation in the troubles of life.

Books are cold but safe friends.

Les livres sont des amis froids et sûrs.

Books are remote but reliable friends.

He loved books; books are cold but safe friends. In

Mes amis! qui de vous, qui de nous n'a souvent, Quand le deuil à l'oeil sec, au visage rêvant, Cet ami sérieux qui blesse et qu'on révère, Avait sur notre front posé sa main sévère, Qui de nous n'a cherché le calme dans un chant!

Examination was the only solace. Instead of looking away from heartache, you needed to crawl inside of it, wear it like a warm coat on a cold day. There was peace in loss, beauty in death, freedom in regret.

He stood slowly and tool her in his arms. She wanted to bottle how safe she felt in this moment, so she could drink of it later when loneliness and fear left her parched.

He stood slowly and took her in his arms. She wanted to bottle how safe she felt in this moment, so she could drink of it later when loneliness and fear left her parched.

For as long as I can remember, books have been my safe place

Examination was the only solace. Instead of looking away from heartache, you needed to crawl inside of it, wear it like a warm coat on a cold day. There was peace in loss, beauty in death, freedom in regret. She had learned that the hard way.

Paris," Vianne said, trying to find comfort in the familiar

Because books bring us to another time and place," the woman said as she handed over Eva's pens and accepted the francs Eva gave her. "And you look as if you need that.

There is no remedy so easy as books, which if they do not give cheerfulness, at least restore quiet to the most troubled mind.

Como si él fuera ese lugar seguro que siempre estaba buscando y nunca encontraba.

There is no better distraction in this world than losing oneself in books for awhile.

Hunter's name drifted to him on the wind, the call barely discernible yet shrill, like the whisper of a lost soul searching for solace. He reined his stallion to a halt, bracing himself against the sound, teeth clenched, eyes closed, his trapped breath searing his throat. Hunter. His woman still called for him.