Quotes About Tranquility

Sleeping solves a lot of problems.

It was a clear, bright, beautiful day, the air tinged with salt, the climbing roses blooming. The graveyard was filled with sunlight.

a pretty little minnow...cool as rain, blue as heaven...

It was not about the sea or the sand, but burying her feet there had seemed to cure what had worried her...

and there was still a lot of soft snow in the bush. We

me if everything was all right. I replied, "Everything's copacetic." And it was in fact "copacetic"—our word for "fine and dandy.

Now I am in the place I call this wide wide Heaven because it includes all my simplest desires but also the most humble and grand. The word my grandfather uses is comfort. So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything. Give no story. Make no claim. Where you can live at the edge of your skin for as long as you wish.

I feel peace with the world.

I live a very secluded life, a very contemplative life and a very meditative one. That is my ideal life.

it was this inner peace that attracted peace around her.

for me, is the saddest thing about smoking: the only 'enjoyment' a smoker gets from a cigarette is temporary relief from the discomfort created by the previous one. All the smoker is looking for is the state of peace, tranquility and confidence that they had before they started smoking in the first place.

Anger falling asleep at the heart

Heaven balanced on a grassblade

I find a certain degree of loneliness not only tolerable but deeply pleasurable.

More challenging is learning how to drop down even further into theta, which is a kind of twilight state where we're half-awake and half-asleep (often described as "mind awake, body asleep"). This is the state we're shooting for in meditation, because it's the brain-wave pattern where we're the most suggestible.

Silence is the purest form of harmony.

Everything that is good in the day is even better in the night.

They made their unsteady way up onto damp, firm sand, through the cool wet.

a place to throw down a blanket and read a book.

Our greatest gift is the thunder of Silence.

stay in peace." When

Stay in the Place of Rest Maybe

Her plea was the music that the soul could hear at sunrise, if the mind was still enough to hear it.

You've taught me a great deal about stillness.