Quotes About Coziness

I just like easy clothes - comfort.

I like to work, I like to feel comfortable.

I'm a big cardigan sweater guy.

I have a strong appreciation for oversize sweatshirts, loose mohair sweaters, and jeans that are frayed at the ankles.

I love a good pair of sweats!

As soon as I get into my house, I put on sweats and pyjamas.

I'm rather happy with sweats, slippers and no make-up on.

On a Friday night, I switch on my log burner, stick on 'Gardeners' World' and I am so happy.

I discovered recently that the key to all happiness lies in warm bedsocks.

She relaxed against him. "I need to sleep." "Good idea. Too bad we have to move to get under the covers." "And maybe put on some pants and a bra in case someone comes in." "I don't need a bra." "Funny.

I dropped the book on the table, stretched for a good yawn, went and opened the window and stood there looking down on the street long enough to let the sharp cold air make me feel like blankets and hopped for the hay.

It surprises Adam, the proximity of coziness to terror.

This marvelous anthology of books and letters called the Bible is all for the sake of astonishment! It's for divine transformation (theosis), not intellectual or "small-self" coziness.

In times of trouble, however, there can come a certain closeness, a kind of coziness of spirit.

What a splendid piece of furniture an armchair is, of utmost importance and usefulness to a contemplative man. During those long winter evenings, it is often sweet and always advisable to stretch out luxuriously in one, far from the din of crowds. A good fire, a few books, some quills - what excellent antidotes to boredom!

Hello winter! My heart is warm and ready to enjoy your cool loving touch of beauty and splendor.

I like to do things in bed. I fold the laundry on the bed. Food tastes better to me when I'm under the covers. Bed is the only place to read, the best place to talk on the phone.

warmth of her house settles around her. Come here, dearie, says the kitchen. Come and have a nice slice of cake.

The one small room the house contained was scoured as a seashell. There was a table, a chest, a bedstead with a faded quilt, a spinning wheel, and a small loom. A few ancient kettles hung about the clean-swept hearth. From a square of sunlight on the floor an enormous yellow cat opened one eye to look at them.

Nor would I willingly miss the early darkness and the pleasant firelight tea and the long evenings among my books.

I have this red cardigan that my friend Coco gave me that has holes for thumbs. It's my cozy sweater. I wear it a lot.

I'm just at home all the time wearing jogging pants.

My dream evening is wearing my sweatpants, eating something delicious and watching TV with my boyfriend.

I don't enjoy going to a very big wedding or a party or a huge gathering where there are lots of people. I enjoy small groups.