Quotes About Reassurance

Like different how?" I know I'm digging for a compliment, but I don't care.

Everything is going to be fine." I hate it when people say that, people who have absolutely no idea of what's coming next. They turn you into an idiot for even asking.

In times of adversity Satan will seek to plant the thought in our minds that God is angry with us and is disciplining us out of wrath. Here is another instance when we need to preach the gospel to ourselves. It is the gospel that will reassure that the penalty for our sins has been paid, that God's justice has been fully satisfied. It is the gospel that supplies a good part of the armor of God with which we are to stand against the accusing attacks of the Devil (see Ephesians 6:13-17).

Love is about needing someone, about feeling as if the day isn't quite right if they're not there. Its about knowing that, no matter how bad a day you've had, the moment you see them again or hear their voice, the world is back in its place.

It is good, sometimes, not to have to think of anything. Not to have to do everything yourself. To be able to lean. Ach, darling, it is all quite easy really.

As it happened, their father had not had to spend very much time worrying. He had received telegrams from both sons, telling him each was looking for the other. The telegrams, Leslie later learned, had arrived five minutes apart, "so that father knew at home that we were both safe before we did.

One young navy man, Ludovic Kennedy, later to achieve fame as a journalist and broadcaster, recalled how "when we heard it, we knew in an instant, that everything would be all right.

Suzanne glanced over at her, eyebrow raised. "Is there an anaconda?" she asked, like it had suddenly occurred to her she could be totally wrong. Tamara should only be so lucky. "No, there's no anaconda, I can promise you that." Not even a garden snake.

Perry Mason's hand dropped to her shoulder, patted it reassuringly. It was the impersonal gesture of the protective male.

He can't get along without having someone pat him on the back and tell him he's doing all right, that he's a wonderful young man, and all that stuff.

I feel better about him now," young Tom said. "You know at school somebody said David was my half brother, not my real brother, and I told him we didn't have half brothers in our family. I wish I didn't worry so much though, papa.

And if I do it you'll be happy and things will be like they were and you'll love me? I love you now. You know I love you.

He, who had once been the declared optimist, had not once expressed hope. Now it was she who was offering it to him. And it might be false hope

Does God know I'm still here? Does God know it's still me inside?" "Sure He does! Of course He does! He's right with you. he's right there." "Because I feel really alone sometimes." "You're not alone." I move to her, put my hand on her shoulder. "You're not, believe me.

And it will be like an injection, a replenishment coming into my set-up. I say to myself: 'I am normal, it's okay to be me, it's all right, you're going back to work soon, going to be back in your own home; you go back up there again and try and perform.' It's exhausting.

They were telling me 'pills'! That was going to keep them happy – they could go to bed at night and sleep, knowing the Princess of Wales wasn't going to stab anyone.

Spokojnie, spokojnie, malutka, tylko mi nie mdlej. Jestem przy tobie. Jestem przy tobie... córeczko. Trzymaj chustkÄ™. Zaraz wyczarujÄ™ lód...

Do not be afraid for yourself, Darrel. You can make the same journey one day—you can join her if you choose to do so. And don't be afraid for her. She is fine. Remember . . . she is getting ready to breathe.

he glanced down at her beautiful, sculpted face with its gorgeous blonde curls, and her smile said: don't worry, we'll kill them all, afterwards. He smiled. And relaxed.

For God never sleeps, and though He may not communicate as we expect Him to, He

Adonai, forgive me. "He has," Rei assured me.

Marcia," said Milo. "That was Jenna. I know my child." "And I know mine," said Marcia. "I mean - I know Septimus.

Septimus longed for a glimpse of Marcia. He wanted to see her face at the window, to know that she was all right... He longed to tell her that there was still hope. "Hold on as long as you can. Don't give up. Please don't give up.

Marcia's fine," said his older self. "And that is all you want to know right now.