Quotes About Tranquility

Rest and quiet are the comforts of those who have been content to remain in obscurity.

Who were the happy people that were driven neither by ambition, nor poverty, nor greed, nor the cross purposes of unhappy love, to stifle and trample upon their feelings?

The evening was warm, and almost transparent in its clearness, and very quiet.

CHAPTER XI FROM IMPINGTON GORSE

When silence takes possession of you; when far from the racket of the human highway the sacred fire flames up in the stillness; when peace, which is the tranquillity of order, puts order in your thoughts, feelings, and investigations, you are in the supreme disposition for learning; you can bring your materials together; you can create; you are definitely at your working point; it is not the moment to dwell on wretched trifles, to half live while time runs by, and to sell heaven for nothings.

Had she not earned freedom from turmoil? From fear and pain?

You need only to identify the relationships, places, memories, activities, book passages, and so on, that have that kind of power for you, and then remember to search them out when you feel war rising within you. When you've accessed such a place—an internal vantage point where peace remains—you can begin to ponder your challenges anew.

And what if they do? No threat shall creak our hinges wide, no torch Shall light a fear in us; we will come out To Peace alone.

We give up leisure in order that we may have leisure, just as we go to war in order that we may have peace.

If I had my way...We would lock ourselves away from that madness out there...

Tennyson. You know: 'Eating the lotus day by day, To watch the crisping ripples on the beach, And tender curving lines of creamy spray; To lend our hearts and spirits wholly To the influence of' … something, something.... You get the point.

ne of the most noticeable changes had been a slowing down of the mad tempo that had so characterized the twentieth century. Life was more leisurely than it had been for generations. It therefore had less zest for the few, but more tranquility for the many. Western man had relearned what the rest of the world had never forgotten; That there was nothing sinful in leisure as long as it did not degenerate into mere sloth.

De algum modo, não estava nem um pouco surpreso, nem alarmado. Pelo contrário, tinha uma sensação de expectativa tranquila, como sentirá quando os médicos espaciais lhe haviam aplicado testes com drogas alucinógenas. O mundo ao seu redor era estranho e maravilhoso, mas não havia nada a temer. Ele viajara aqueles milhões de quilômetros em busca de mistério; e agora, ao que parecia, o mistério vinha em sua direção.

I care not how humble your bookshelf may be, nor how lowly the room which it adorns. Close the door of that room behind you, shut off with it all the cares of the outer world, plunge back into the soothing company of the great dead, and then you are through the magic portal into that fair land whither worry and vexation can follow you no more.

Be cool, my fevered brain. And it wouldn't hurt you, body, to take a tumble in the snow.

A Wood in Sound The pine tree sways in the smoke, Which streams up and up. There's a wood in sound. My legs lose themselves Where the river mirrors daffodils Like faces in a dream. A cold wind and the white memory Of a sasanqua. Warm rain comes and goes. I'll wait calmly on the bank Till the water clears And willows start to bud. Time is singed on the debris Of air raids. Somehow, here and now, I am another.

Outside were the eucalyptus trees, like lace against the sky. If it were only possible to lie against them, light and bodiless, sink into their softness, deeper and deeper, lost in them, buried, never come back again....

And there were birds singing, and--oh, I wish I could remember, and make you all see how lovely it was!--and flowers, and everything was so gentle and warm and light; it is going to be so beautiful

I hope I didn't wake

Golden hour, magic hour, l'heure bleue. Evenings when the beauty of the changing sky made us both go still and dreamy. Sunlight falling at an angle across the lawn so that it touched our elevated feet, then moved up our bodies like a long slow blessing.

Simon and Garfunkel

Wenigstens eine kleine Weile lang mußte ich, jedem Anspruch entrückt, in Frieden mit mir selbst sprechen können, ohne daß irgendjemand mich dabei unterbrach.

Well, if that's what you call being at peace, for heaven's sake just warn me before you go to war, will you?

It had been cold in Vermont, with early snow, but the white drifts lay to the earth so quietly, in unstained air, that the world seemed a silver-painted carnival, left to silence. Even on a moonless night, a pale radiance came from the snow, from the earth itself, and the stars were drops of quicksilver.