Quotes About Tranquility

That's what I call meditation. You simply stand aloof and just see the mind disappearing, like a cloud on a faraway horizon, leaving the sky clean and pure. And in that state arises your consciousness in its full glory, in its full celebration.

The world can come to a harmony if meditation is spread far and wide.

[M]ental peace is not meditation. Meditation is the flight beyond the mind. It has nothing to do with mental peace.

Meditation is a silent heart, a peaceful mind which can make life more lovable, more livable....

[T]hat is the true function of meditation: to create a space in you where you can be rich, infinitely rich, utterly peaceful, absolutely ecstatic.

Meditation has to become your heartbeat; even when you are asleep the meditation continues like an undercurrent

Wisdom happens through meditation, and bliss also happens through meditation. Both the flowers bloom on the same branch.

Seeing in myself this purity of livelihood, I found great solace in dwelling in the forest.

Sam?dhi, as wholesome concentration, collects together the ordinarily dispersed and dissipated stream of mental states to induce an inner unification.

There we go, that's it. I just hold my hand in this position for the next couple of hours.

Parents are not quite interested injustice, they are interested in quiet.

A perfect combination of violent action taking place in an atmosphere of total tranquility.

Four-fifths of all our troubles would disappear, if we would only sit down and keep still.

The scenes on this field would have cured anybody of war.

Step on the moist, pillowsoft earth, walking gingerly aside a weeping steam that calls your name, for it knows how to heal a wounded heart.

But it's peculiar, as soon as I am in the midst of nature and by myself, everything that is base and trivial vanishes without trace. On such days nothing scares me; and this helps me again and again.

I don't believe that happiness is possible, but I think tranquility is.

What could be better than to sit besides the fire with a book and a glowing lamp while the wind beats outside the windows...

I'd like to be in love like this description, wouldn't you? ...they moved among the carriages, the crowds, the noise, oblivious of everything but themselves, hearing nothing, as if they had been walking together in the country on a bed of dead leaves.

There is a place they call La Pature, on the top of the hill, on the edge of the forest. Sometimes, on Sundays, I go and stay there with a book, watching the sunset.

Abituata alla tranquillità, desiderava per contrasto tutto ciò che era movimentato. Amava il mare soltanto per le sue tempeste, e la vegetazione soltanto se cresceva a stento e rada in mezzo alle rovine.

Casi siempre descansaban en un prado, con Deauville a la izquierda, Le Havre a la derecha y enfrente el mar abierto. Estaba reluciente de sol, liso como un espejo, tan manso que apenas se oía su murmullo; piaban, escondidos, los gorriones, y todo esto bajo la inmensa cúpula del cielo.

La tendresse des anciens jours leur revenait au coeur, abondante et silencieuse comme la rivière qui coulait, avec autant de mollesse qu'en apportait le parfum des seringas, et projetait dans leur souvenir des ombres plus démesurées et plus mélancoliques que celles des saules immobiles qui s'allongeaient sur l'herbe.

Dietro le Tuileries, il cielo si tingeva di ardesia, gli alberi del giardino formavano due masse enormi, violacee in alto. Si accendevano i lampioni a gas, e la Senna, verdastra in tutta la sua estensione, si lacerava in un marezzo d'argento contro i pilastri del ponte.