Quotes About Simplicity

By not wanting, there is calm

Rumi observed, "Sell your cleverness and purchase bewilderment.

knowing that your ability to live peacefully and happily isn't dependent on how much stuff you add to your life.

The less attached you are to your stuff, the easier it is to be generous;

return to the basics of a peaceful existence by choosing to live simply and placing less effort on needing to conquer anyone.

live more spontaneously—you don't need to neatly wrap up each detail of your life.

To come to possess all desire the possession of nothing.

Your supply will arrive if you require less and welcome all that shows up.

that the violence and plunder of kings could not compare with the productive and peaceful lives of those who minded their own business and cultivated their own garden.

Introduce a soft, nonaction style to your life. Practice the way of nonaction, or performing without effort.

slow down your incessant demands for more

There's no such thing as difficulty when you live in the present moment, doing only what you can right now.

simplify your life by not seeking another thing.

the sage dresses plainly, even though his interior is filled with precious gems.

being satisfied with less rather than more results in great generosity.

Spend more time close to home in awe over the many simple treasures that make up your life.

Begin to consciously decrease your need to purchase more things.

I liked it. I liked her. And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, Shelly and Miranda seemed so...ordinary.

And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I'm not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her. Maybe it came from climbing that tree. Maybe it came from singing to chickens. Maybe it came from whacking at two-by-fours and dreaming about perpetual motion. I don't know. All I know is that compared to her, everybody else seemed so ordinary. I had flipped.

And we pray, not for new earth or heaven, but to be quiet in heart, and in eye clear. What we need is here.

I have always loved a window, especially an open one.

There comes . . . a longing never to travel again except on foot.

Better than any argument is to rise at dawn and pick dew-wet red berries in a cup.

My wish simply is to live my life as fully as I can. In both our work and our leisure, I think, we should be so employed. And in our time this means that we must save ourselves from the products that we are asked to buy in order, ultimately, to replace ourselves.