Quotes About Tranquility

Religion is, as it were, the calm bottom of the sea at its deepest point, which remains calm however high the waves on the surface may be.

Ah, to be no longer conscious of being, like a stone, like a plant! To remember no longer even one's own name! Stretched out upon the grass, hands interlaced at the back of one's neck, to look up at the dazzling, sun-puffed clouds as they sail past in the blue sky, to listen to the wind which makes, up there in the chestnut grove, a sound like the breaking of the sea.

their voices too low to disturb the birds singing in the tall cherry trees.

When neither their property nor their honour is touched the majority of man live content

When things are crazy, her grandfather said, dogs are a reminder of sanity.

Just relax and don't worry over things that needn't trouble you," Mrs Whatsit said.

Peace is the center of the atom, the core of quiet within the storm. It is not a cessation . . .

Avoid conflicts, Embrace cordiality.

Inner peace has no correlation with success or failure—winning or losing.

To consciously meditate is to lose influence over the outer world.

My first meditation teacher told me that there is no such thing as a bad meditation. He was right. During the difficult meditations you build up your strength, which creates meditation for peace.

Here is what you do. You ease yourself into a tub of water, you ease yourself down. You lie back and wait for the ripples to smooth away. Then you take a deep breath, and slide your head under, and listen for the playfulness of your heart.

If I look upon my whole life, I cannot think of another time when I felt more comfortable: when I had no worries, fears, or desires, when my life seemed as soft and lovely as lying inside a cocoon of rose silk.

I ask myself, How can I relax? How can I let go of everything that's happened? You need complete trust to do that.

Around her hair there was a saffron aureole, and her skin was a sea shell...

A única luz provinha de uma estufa para onde o salão dava. Estava repleta de plantas tropicais, rodeando um lago cheio de peixes dourados. Um caminho de seixos circundava o lago. O sol, filtrado através das folhas verdes, projectava uma sumida luz esverdeada, como se eu estivesse no fundo do oceano. Tudo aquilo parecia apto a abandonar a luz do dia comum para explorar os mundos submersos.

happiness is something from which fever is absent.

C'était une âme et un corps où n'entrait jamais l'aiguillon.

At 11:30 at night we went out into the meadow to watch the moon through the mist. It was unbelievably beautiful.

As with almost every sunset, but with this one in particular: shut the fuck up.

Lake Dekanawida

When you are able to rest naturally, merely witnessing the totality of experience, and thoughts themselves are left to arise and vanish as they will, you can recognize that consciousness is intrinsically undivided.

There is scarcely any writer who has not celebrated the happiness of rural privacy, and delighted himself and his reader with the melody of birds, the whisper of groves, and the murmur of rivulets.

Therefore all seasons shall be sweet to thee, Whether the summer clothe the general earth With greenness, or the redbreast sit and sing Betwixt the tufts of snow on the bare branch Of mossy apple-tree, while the nigh thatch Smokes in the sun-thaw; whether the eave-drops fall Heard only in the trances of the blast, Or if the secret ministry of frost Shall hang them up in silent icicles, Quietly shining to the quiet Moon.