Quotes About Solace

If I couldn't sleep, I could read.

Truly, it is in darkness that one finds the light, so when we are in sorrow, then this light is nearest of all to us.

Find joy and solace in the simple, and cultivate your utopia by feeling the Tao in every cubic inch of space.

I had learned from my own father's death many years ago that the end of one's life and dying are two very different things indeed, and took solace in that.

I libri per me sono una casa. I libri non fanno una casa, sono una casa, nel senso che, così come pari una porta, apri un libro e ci entri. Dentro trovi un'altra dimensione temporale, e un'altra dimensione spaziale. Trovi un calore, un focolare. Mi siedo a leggere un libro e avverto una sensazione di tepore. Come mi succedeva in quelle fredde notti passate sui gradini d'ingresso.

Love's a grand solace, isn't it, my friend? Deep and dark as sleep.

There is nothing sentimental about this world. Like the weather, this world asks only to be acknowledged. There is nothing comforting about it, and yet if you are afraid to see it in its own terms and look to it for comfort, for solace, you will be left worse off than you were before.

I have consistently loved books that I've read when I've been sick in bed.

I did not mind the cold so much when he was there.

Books had been her means of escape; now they would be her refuge.

Distracted by emotion, she was drying her eyes with a slice of bread.

For most of her life, Cricket's best friends were books. Books accepted you the way you were and shared all their secrets with you. Books never told you to stop asking questions or accused you of being nosy and annoying. Books never said, "Cricket, you don't need to know that, mind your own business.

Only one thing remained reachable, close and secure amid all losses: language. Yes, language. In spite of everything, it remained secure against loss.

Was that all my love was, all it meant? So light, so easily gone and forgotten? Is solace that simple? And solace is not even the right word: I'm happy.

I know that sounds a little bit corny, but I've found some solace in that. I hope art can continue to do that for people, I really do.

Thou wine art the friend of the friendless, though a foe to all.

They shut him out from everything they did, and in his isolation, he had sought solace in painting

Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun.

Refreshment is the remedy for all manner of embarrassments.

Poi, mentre la fiamma moriva lentamente e un oggetto dopo l'altro nella stanza scivolava nelle ombre, [Demelza] si sdraiò e si rannicchiò insieme al cane, sentendo la tensione di lui che si allentava man mano che gli sussurrava parole amorevoli all'orecchio.

These books have not made George nobler or better or more truly wise. It is just that he likes listening to their voices, the one or the other, acording to his mood. He misuses them quite ruthlessly - despite the respectful way he has to talk about them in public - to put him to bed, to take his mind off the hands of the clock, to relax the nagging of his pyloric spasm, to gossip him out of his melancholy, to trigger the conditioned reflexes of his colon.

My mother told me early that whatever happens to you, however unhappy you may be, you can escape into a book.

I feel happier with animals than with people. When I watch my horse cantering freely across the fields— I am tempted to put my head against his soft, vigorous neck and narrate the story of my life. When I stroke my dog on the head — I know that he doesn't expect me to make sense or explain myself.

There's something very comforting about books.