Quotes About Tranquility

quietly. "To the cliffs and caves, while we have the sun." "There you go. They can't come out. Nothing

not jumping up and down and

alone and let me sleep.

It wasn't really a walk, she thought as she wound through rosebushes and the heavy scent of gardenia. It was more of a meander. No hurry, no destination, no problems.

On the Big Blackfoot River above the mouth of Belmont Creek the banks are fringed by large Ponderosa pines. In the slanting sun of late afternoon the shadows of great branches reached from across the river, and the trees took the river in their arms. The shadows continued up the bank, until they included us

The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.

You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception. Think of deep outer space, the incredible cold and quiet where your wife and kid wait. Silence, not heaven, would be reward enough.

I try to get centered: Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end

After fight club you're so relaxed, you just cannot care.

Silence. Give me control. Give me calm. Give me restraint. Flash.

Le stelle in cielo Non conoscono l'ira Bla, bla, bla, fine

been tumbled smooth by waves

relaxation exercise. Close your eyes, take in a deep breath and hold it for several seconds. While you hold it, say to yourself, 'I exist for the pleasure of my Masters. This is what and where I want to be.' Then let out the breath in a long, slow exhale, releasing any nervous energy in the process.

Your full name, Kama Ho'omaluhia i ka La'i, means 'child who brings peace.

And in time it will be as though men had never come to this perfect corner of the world—never called it paradise on earth, never despoiled it with their dream factories; and in the golden hush of the afternoon all that will be heard will be the flittering of dragonflies, and the murmur of hummingbirds as they pass from bower to bower, looking for a place to sup sweetness.

Ten minutes later, Cabrillo was sprawled across his bed, sleeping so soundly that, for the first time in a long time, he didn't need the mouth guard to keep him from grinding his teeth.

The second thing Elwood noticed was the boy's eerie sense of self. The mess hall was loud with the rumble and roil of juvenile activity, but this boy bobbed in his own pocket of calm.

It is safe in here in the eye of the storm.

Very quiet and yet quieter living-for-ourselves.

The light struck upon the trees in the garden, making one leaf transparent and then another. One bird chirped high up; there was a pause; another chirped lower down. The sun sharpended the walls of the house, and rested like the tip of a fan upon a white blind and made a fingerprint of a shadow under the leaf by the bedroom window. The blind stirred slightly, but all within was dim and unsubstantial. The birds sang their blank melody outside.

Talvolta penso che il paradiso sia leggere continuamente, senza fine.

I want to think quietly, calmly, spaciously, never to be interrupted, never to have to rise from my chair, to slip easily from one thing to another, without any sense of hostility, or obstacle. I want to sink deeper and deeper, away from the surface, with its hard separate facts.

Fatigue is the safest sleeping draught.

She did not want to move, or to speak. She wanted to rest, to lean, to dream. She felt very tired.