Quotes About Serenity

I looked up then, out the far window, and there, just within sight, the sun was going down across the river. It was dull red, no longer shining over the land, its ray brought home to roost, contained within its sphere. The sky was streaked with lavendar, a pulsing pale blue, purple and smudged pink and orange melding into one another all the way to the horizon.

I glide a finger along the raised golden edge of the title. I fan the pages and inhale the scent of fresh ink. I sigh in contentment when I think about how good it will be to lose myself in these pages. I'm so lost in thought,

sit on the craggy cliffs of Ballyhock to the waves crashing on the beach. Strong. Powerful. Deadly. A combination so familiar to me it brings me comfort.

Iwatch from where I sit on the craggy cliffs of Ballyhock to the waves crashing on the beach. Strong.

beautiful. Untarnished by the touches of other men, unencumbered with pride and vanity

Wrong solitude vinegars the soul, right solitude oils it.

Here is a soul, accepting nothing.

The peace and equanimity of the Buddha comes from an acceptance of the transitory nature of life.

I divested myself of despair and fear when I came here. Now there is no more catching one's own eye in the mirror, there are no bad books, no plastic, no insurance premiums, and of course no illness. Contrition does not exist, nor gnashing of teeth. No one howls as the first clod of earth hits the casket. The poor we no longer have with us. Our calm hearts strike only the hour, and God, as promised, proves to be mercy clothed in light.

You cannot look at a sleeping cat and feel tense.

In a clean, uncluttered room, you can think, you can be your true self. It's the same with worries & anxieties, keep them under wraps, and you're free to excel in activity that matters.

In her minds eye she sat there, in the domesticated golden sunlight on the velvet sofa, lapped around by carpets and books and mahogany, solitary and content, as if, in fact, cloistered.

The buildings, covered by red tiled roofs, undulate over the hillsides like a drift of wildflowers.

Mellow was the order of the day.

no-one would want to go through a traumatic experience but when you've survived something life-shattering and risen above it, you achieve a kind of serenity.

Morning mists skulked over the river.

She would be half a planet away, floating in a turquoise sea, dancing by moonlight to flamenco guitar.

Tu sais, le coucher de soleil quand y a des gros nuages pis que le ciel est rose, ben t'es plus belle que ça. Tu sais, quand le lac est calme, que c'est comme de l'huile pis que les truites se mettent à sauter, ben t'es plus… excitante que ça.

Out beyond houses and mailboxes, roads and bridges, a person can see a realm that exists alongside this world in which we humans live.

What is first seen as a loss is now seen as a gain. For he finds solitude, not in far off, quite places; he creates it out of himself, spreads it around him, wherever he may be, because he loves it and slowly he ripens in this tranquility. For the inner process is beginning to unfold, stillness is extraordinarily important.

When nothing can be done it is not a bad idea to do nothing.

Two lovers in the rain have no need of an umbrella.

To Do Today, 1/17/08 1. Sit and think 2. Reach enlightenment 3. Feed the cats

In a happy home, there aren't continuing crises you need to solve (or wonder how to endure when you're too young to solve anything). People aren't stuck in power struggles. There aren't silent or not-so-silent wars between family members. In a happy home you're not all holding your breath. You can relax and be yourself.