Quotes About Warmth

A cold, unwelcoming church contradicts the gospel message.

Our camp-kettle, filled from the brook, hummed doubtfully for a while, then busily bubbled under the sidelong glare of the flames—cups clinked and rattled—the fragrant steam ascended; and soon this little circlet in the wilderness grew warm and genial as my lady's drawing-room.

Because you will meet somebody more exceptional than anyone you have ever know. Who will love you warmly as possible. And who will so completely attract you that you will feel you never really loved before.

His eyes. Unclouded by cynicism, questioning but with a certainty that there were answers, warmly innocent in some strange way. A child's eyes, she thought. Even more irresistible when set in a man's face.

You, who opened suns in my heart

The phrase 'blue plate special' has always been one of the homiest, coziest, most sweetly nostalgic phrases in the English language for me.

I'd love to be one of those people who, whenever you see them, you feel pleased.

You know you're getting old when a four-letter word for something pleasurable to do in bed is r-e-a-d.

My mom's cooking was all about comfort, flavor, and plenty of butter. It was so hearty.

What really grabs me about living in Tucson is the color beige.

Home food is my only comfort food.

I try to make everyone around me feel comfortable.

There's something rather comforting about putting on an apron.

Just that working with Clint again is like coming home.

I love coming home.

I don't think I could survive in cold places.

I would love to be on a show where I'm allowed to play a character that you're not suspicious of, from the get-go, and who's someone that you can just relax with, take in and like, right off the bat.

I'm a big cardigan sweater guy.

I like sweaters. I have a sweater obsession, I guess.

I really like structured coats and layered scarves, and I especially love cashmere sweaters.

Homemade sweaters are always itchy.

Goodness comes out of people who bask in the sun, as it does out of a sweet apple roasted before the fire.

My mom is painfully sweet; she's from Nebraska.

Phyllida Lloyd is probably the sweetest person on the planet.