Quotes About Tranquility

Better is peace than ever war.

Where shall he find, in foreign land, So lone a lake, so sweet a strand!-- There is no breeze upon the fern, No ripple on the lake, Upon her eyry nods the erne, The deer has sought the brake; The small birds will not sing aloud, The springing trout lies still, So darkly glooms yon thunder-cloud, That swathes, as with a purple shroud

Sleep the sleep that knows not breaking, Morn of toil nor night of waking.

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Don't worry about anything. Even if you find your attention wandering, there is no particular 'thing' you have to hold onto. Just let go, and drift in the awareness of the blessing. Don't let small, niggling questions distract

Your peace won't begin after you heal, but when you agree to heal.

possible, get a relaxing massage. If you can't, take a bubble bath every night and stay in the tub long enough to unwind.

Silence is great. It's peaceful. It's something we all need, in this hectic modern life, silence.

High View Resort.

The happiest life is to be without thought

The dead alone feel no pain.

KLYTEMNESTRA Go ahead. Permission granted. If you always spoke in a tone this calm, it wouldn't be so painful.

Blest, they are the truly blest who all their lives have never tasted devastation.

Oblivion—what a blessing ... for the mind to dwell a world away from pain.

The present state of the world and the whole of life is diseased. If I were a doctor and were asked for my advice, I should reply, 'Create silence'.

Where I will find peace other than in oblivion?

Listen to the time as it can heal everything.

Life for the living, and rest for the dead!

I live a reasonably simple life, off the beaten track.

It's my motto for life. 'Walk slowly; drink lots of water.

Thus was my first year's life in the woods completed; and the second year was similar to it. I finally left Walden September 6th,1847.

The easiest way of life is the best.

Her suffering ended with the day, Yet lived she at its close, And breathed the long, long night away In statue-like repose.

Happy the life, that in a peaceful stream, Obscure, unnoticed through the vale has flow'd; The heart that ne'er was charm'd by fortune's gleam Is ever sweet contentment's blest abode.