Quotes About Tranquility

it would be lovely to sleep in a wild cherry-tree all white with bloom in the moonshine, don't you think?

How beautiful it was, lying embowered in the twilight of the old trees; the tips of the loftiest spruces came out in purple silhouettes against the north-weatersn sky of rose and amber; down behind it the Blair Water dreamed in silver; the Wind Woman had folded her misty bat-wings in a valley of sunset and stillness that lay over the world like a blessing. Emily felt sure that everything would be all right.

If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or into the deep, deep woods, and I'd look up into the sky - up - up - up - into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel the prayer.

How beautiful it was, lying embowered in the twilight of the old trees; the tips of the loftiest spruces came out in purple silhouette against the north-western sky of rose an amber; down behind it the Blair Water dreamed in silver; the Wind Woman had folded her misty bat-wings in a valley of sunset and stillness lay over the world like a blessing.

A rosy sunset that flooded the long, sandy sea-coast with colour and brought red road and fir-darkened hill out in fleeting clearness of outline.

Below the garden a green field lush with clover sloped down to the hollow where the brook ran and where scores of white birches grew, upspringing airily out of an undergrowth suggestive of delightful possibilities in ferns and mosses and woodsy things generally. Beyond it was a hill, green and feathery with spruce and fir; there was a gap in it where the gray gable end of the little house she had seen from the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters was visible.

Anlayaca??n?z, gün bat?m?nda zaman buradakinden çok daha uzun.

EÄŸer gerçekten dua etmek isteseydim ne yapaca??m? size söyleyeyim. Kocaman, ?ss?z bir tarlaya veya orman?n derinliklerine gider, ba??m? kald?r?p sonu yokmuÅŸ gibi görünen o muhteÅŸem mavilikteki gökyüzünün taa içine bakard?m. O zaman duay? gerçekten hissederdim.

That good night in the garden was for all time.

The woods are human, but the sea is of the company of the archangels.

I think, if ever any great sorrow came to me, I would come to the pines for comfort," said Anne dreamily.

She was too happy to sleep just yet.

She lifted her head and stepped lightly along, her eyes fixed on the sunset sky and an air of subdued exhilaration about her.

Crowded up in a room, it was difficult for her to keep herself—on the grass, with the sky far above, it was easy.

Out of town I could simply be , I could feel my self , firm and calm and unmalleable as I could not when I was in school or in any of the usual human communities that seemed to weaken or scatter me. I could sit for an hour in the rocks above the Knife River, asking for no more discourse than that water's monotonous gabble. I was an inward child, it was true, but beyond that, I felt a contentment outside human society that I couldn't feel within it.

But being absent and being peaceful are two different things. They can look alike, but they are really the opposite.

A load lifted as the day stretches out before him, empty and relaxed.

San Francisco, September 13, 1915 Believe me, there is no place like the country to live, and I have not heard of anything so far that would lead me to give up Rocky Ridge for any other place.

The road goes up hill and down, and it is rutted and dusty and stony but every turn of the wheels changes our view of the woods and the hills. The sky seems lower here, and it is the softest blue. The distances and the valleys are blue whenever you can see them. It is a drowsy country that makes you feel wide awake and alive but somehow contented.

If you're alive, don't move, if you're dead, don't worry about it.

Y en tanto un hombre cabalgue sobre su CABALLO DE JUGUETE tranquila y apaciblemente por el camino real sin obligarnos ni a usted ni a mí a montar tras él,—dígame, señor, ¿qué nos importa tal cosa a ninguno de los dos?

I won't take a real nap. I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to close my eyes, just stay safe under the covers and breathe.

I have this halfway place, a rest stop on the road to sleep, where I can stay for hours. I don't even need to close my eyes, just stay safe under the covers and breathe.

Usually when I enter a bookstore, I feel immediately calm. Bookstores are, for me, what churches are for other people. My breath gets slower and deeper as I peruse the shelves. I believe that books contain messages I am meant to receive. I'm not normally superstitious, but I've even had books fall from shelves and land at my feet. Books are my missives from the universe.