Quotes About Reassurance

Mainstream cinema raises questions only to immediately provide an answer to them, so they can send the spectator home reassured. If we actually had those answers, then society would appear very different from what it is.

Don't worry where I am. I'll tell you when I get there.

Sometimes at first light, while we were 'standing to', sections of our Machine Gun Platoon would open up on their fixed lines of defensive fire; this had a prophylactic effect to deter an enemy. It was often unkindly said, in jest, that the machine gunners were heating up their shaving water or maybe it was for their early morning tea. In any event, their shafts of short bursts of staccato firing were powerfully reassuring.

His eyes became wild, searching for reassurance in the faces surrounding him. Instead he saw the opposite—awful affirmation of his fears.

How are you!" Katerina came around her counter to hug me. I stiffened in her embrace. "Are you okay? I worried about you, you know." "About me?" "Of course! Come in the back, I make a coffee." She ushered me toward the rear of the food mall more quickly than necessary, I thought.

The three biggest lies in the world are these: it gets better; everything will be OK;

No matter how beautiful women are, they're always worried that they aren't attractive enough. They need to be reassured. A few don't, but even they appreciate the attention.

Art should be beautiful, not ugly. It should be uplifting and redemptive. Art reassures us that life is good and that, however bad things may look at the moment, everything works out for the best in the end.

I thought you said you were okay with turning forty.

How do you really know if anyone loves you?

You'll be fine. It's only a little jail time. I do this all the time.

You can work alone for years, it's actually the only way to work if truth be told; but there always comes a moment when you feel the need to show your work to the world, less to receive its judgement than to reassure yourself about the existence of this work, or even of your own existence, for in a social species individuality is little more than a short piece of fiction.

Please don't trouble yourself. God didn't make us to abandon us.

Don't trouble yourself. God didn't make us to abandon us.

One of the essential paradoxes of Advent: that while we wait for God, we are with God all along ,that while we need to be reassured of God's arrival, or the arrival of our homecoming, we are already at home. While we wait, we have to trust, to have faith, but it is God's grace that gives us that faith. As with all spiritual knowledge, two things are true, and equally true, at once. The mind can't grasp paradox; it is the knowledge of the soul.

I didn't blame Curtis for coming to what was nominally a Protestant church and expecting to hear about the Bible. I'd also had to adjust to the AUUCC's staunch secularism. Having been drawn there to grieve my mother, I would have loved some divine reassurance, but during my very first visit Sparlo said, "There are no answers, only the eternal questions," and I remember thinking, Damn, one more time, nobody's offering any certainty.

He knew for certain that she belonged forever in his arms, just as he knew she didn't realize it yet.

One of the major functions of every culture has been to shield its members from chaos, to reassure them of their importance and ultimate success.

I'm telling you this for one reason and one reason only: No matter how sure you are of someone's love, it's always nice to hear it.

Everything will turn out right, the world is built on that.

God isn't dead. He's just getting a second opinion.

You never give me any trouble," she said, feeling his five perfect fingers in hers, and she felt grateful for his sturdiness.

I moved his hair out of his face. I put my hand under his nose and felt gentle, even breaths. I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered again, It's not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told.

The worthy attendant said: Take heart, my lord!