Quotes About Tranquility

We now to peace and darknessAnd earth and thee restoreThy creature that thou madestAnd wilt cast forth no more.

On the rocks of a bay so blue, it made her gray eyes glow.

What I like doing best is Nothing." "How do you do Nothing," asked Pooh after he had wondered for a long time. "Well, it's when people call out at you just as you're going off to do it, 'What are you going to do, Christopher Robin?' and you say, 'Oh, Nothing,' and then you go and do it. It means just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering." "Oh!" said Pooh.

And by and by Christopher Robin came to the end of things, and he was silent, and he sat there, looking out over the world, just wishing it wouldn't stop.

She also considered very seriously what she would look like in a little cottage in the middle of the forest, dressed in a melancholy gray and holding communion only with the birds and trees; a life of retirement away from the vain world; a life into which no man came. It had its attractions, but she decided that gray did not suit her.

For a long time they looked at the river beneath them, saying nothing, and the river said nothing too, for it felt very quiet and peaceful on this summer afternoon. "Tigger is all right really," said Piglet lazily. "Of course he is," said Christopher Robin. "Everybody is really," said Pooh. "That's what I think," said Pooh. "But I don't suppose I'm right," he said. "Of course you are," said Christopher Robin.

Be still, my soul, be still; the arms you bear are brittle

Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the thoughts I often think As I stand gazing down In act upon the cressy brink To strip and dive and drown; But in the golden-sanded brooks And azure meres I spy A silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I.

Rogad por el reposo de su alma. Estaba tan cansada.

A gentle breeze, a rustle of leaves, it's times like this life pleases with ease.

Don't rush traffic, take your time and relax. -Aaron Jhinkoo

The gentle pulsing and flickering of stars and nebulae made a kind of music, a sweet easy mesh of whispered tones and sighing harmonies that held him in its force like the earth [holding] the moon.

The Father of Waters again goes unvexed to the sea.

Another day in paradise' was his inevitable pronouncement when he settled his head on his pillow. Now I understand what that meant: the uneventful day was a precious gift.

The uneventful day was a precious gift.

She will pray, too, but mostly she'll try to hold on to this feeling of stillness. Whether God has spoken or has yet to speak, she's at peace.

We came to fight, but find only feasts.

Endure what one must during the day. But please, can I not have some peace when darkness falls?

Kto mi?o?ci nie zna, ten ?yje szcz??liwy, I noc ma spokojn?, i dzie? niet?skliwy.

The mind is so rarely disturbed, but that the company of friend will restore it to some degree of tranquility and sedateness.

Only whispers can tell of the sweet dreams we knew so well. I'll see you around our dear ocean town.

Suen Le! (it means, "Let it be.

Peace with no content, meaningless tranquillity, rest without sanctity – all are empty vessels. At best, the emptiness is soon filled with positive content.

After four years at the United Nations I sometimes yearn for the peace and tranquility of a political convention.