Quotes About Tranquility

All the light of the day, fleeing the earth, seemed for one brief moment to take refuge in the sky; pink clouds spiralled round the full moon that was as green as pistachio sorbet and as clear as glass; it was reflected in the lake.

Smoke your pipe and be silent; there's only wind and smoke in the world.

She does not get upset by anything. She takes things very calmly and she has been that way her whole life.

some of the happiest moments of my life have occurred just before I fall asleep or wake up, when I linger in that twilight world between consciousness and unconsciousness, in a state of somnolent repose but also savoring the vital goodness of remaining this close to the vegetative in myself

Before, for me, peace could have been synonymous with boredom.

The moment she had laid the child to the breast both became perfectly calm.

May there always be peace, love and happiness in every house.

????? ???? ???? Ne possédant rien comme mon cœur est léger comme l'air est frais

This is like a boat following a current downstream. Though you can say that it moves, the boat is at rest and there is no trace of that movement. This is called 'moving without moving.'36

?imdi Marcovaldo'nun uyuyabilmek için, ne oldu?unu kendisinin de pek bilmedi?i bir ?eye gereksinimi vard?, art?k gerçek, tam bir sessizlik bile yeterli olmayacakt?, sessizlikten daha yumu?ak bir dip gürültüsü, orman a?açlar?n?n ete?indeki bitkileri yalayan hafif bir meltem ya da çay?rdan f??k?rarak ak?p giden bir suyun ??r?lt?s?n? istiyordu.

I am, Sir, a brother of the Angle.

I have laid aside business, and gone a-fishing.

When the netted fence of spiderwebs that darkens my ruined house can hold the wind in its strands- that's when these troubled thoughts will blow away. . . .

Calmness is the cradle of power.

Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go To heal my heart and drown my woe Rain may fall, and wind may blow And many miles be still to go But under a tall tree will I lie And let the clouds go sailing by

If only I may grow: firmer, simpler — quieter, warmer.

Sleep is the best meditation.

We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves.

Only the development of compassion and understanding for others can bring us the tranquility and happiness we all seek.

Happiness in reality consists only in rest, and not in being stirred up. This instinct conflicts with the drive to diversion, and we develop the confused idea that leads people to aim at rest through excitement.

The sun in its slow descent filtered great cathedral-moats of gold through latticed boughs of pine and birch and maple. It was that time of day- or afternoon- when the forest's breath, sun-stunned, yearning for night, impalpably swoons to the slow pulsations of blood and time and silence.

It was silence so dense that it ceased to be silence.

I miss the snow. I miss looking at it, walking in it, tasting it. I used to love those days when it was so cold everyone else would be tucked away inside trying to stay warm. I would be the only one out walking, so I could look across the fields and see miles of snow without a single footprint in it. It would be completely silent -- no cars, no birds singing, no doors slamming. Just silence and snow. God, I miss snow. The stars, the moon, the wind, and blankets of pure, pristine snow.

it) was like being under the sea, in aquamarine light. However bright or loud your surroundings, you were somehow always alone.