Cozy Feelings Quotes

One thing I love about being back is English rain. Looking out of the window now, it's raining, and the sky is dark; I love it. To me, those are reassuringly English things. I love it when it rains.

I'm not big on fuzzy or fleecy slippers. I just don't like the texture and the heat. It just gets to be too much.

The day has the color and the sound of winter. Thoughts turn to chowder...chowder breathes reassurance. It steams consolation.

Halloween simply has a special feel about it. School is back, everyone is settled into their routines following summer, and there is pumpkin spice everywhere.

Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.

In the winter, warmth stands for all virtue.

October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!

Proper love should be utterly supportive and comfortable, and it feels like a raincoat or a jacket potato.

The last time I ordered soup in a restaurant was - well, let me see - possibly never. That's because in my mind, soup is something to be made and eaten at home, ideally with a cuddly animal at your feet in front of a blazing fireplace while the wind whips outside.

Honestly, the most excited I've ever been for Christmas is when I get a big fluffy blanket.