Quotes About Serenity

Iantha was a calm mother who didn't believe in adding to the chaos of woe....It was one of Iantha's many skills that she could listen to lots of people speaking at the same time and still get hold of the important parts." (Chapter 2)

Your balance is imbalance.

I was happy, and nothing in the world can make you oblivious to your surroundings like happiness.

I need, absolutely, to be alone.

Solitude my solace, wrapped around me like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books and I can sing as loud as I please all day and night. [from the poem, Rapunzel: I like the Quiet ]

May sleep envelop you as a bed sheet floating gently down, tickling your skin and removing every worry. Reminding you to consider only this moment.

A poem by Ryokan comes to mind: Too lazy to be ambitious, I let the world take care of itself. Ten days worth of rice in my bag; a bundle of twigs by the fireplace. Why chatter about delusion and enlightenment? Listening to the night rain on my roof, I sit comfortably, with both legs stretched out. One of my favorites.

My wife, whenever I'd go off to work and I'd be kind of anxious, she'll say, 'Remember, have fun.' Oh, I forgot, thanks for the reminder. Because sometimes we do forget. We take it all too seriously and there's a lot of joy to be had wherever you are.

How many times in the last year have you gotten up before the sun makes its way over that distant eastern horizon and witnessed the actual dawning of a new day? It is illuminating. It is inspiring. It is breathtaking.

Simplicity is within your grasp.

and it's like nothing matters, not even time, and for a couple hours I can just be.

Back in those days it was just me swimming around in the dark, doing back flips and taking naps whenever I want.

Manny has it made in church

She was sitting in a beach chair, facing the lit-up buildings across the water.

I think I've finally stopped worrying about getting back from somewhere less comfortable—some place where I'm sure I'm going to be miserable. I believe I'm starting to be "okay" wherever I am. I think I'm ready to just say, "Let's go.

a girl as pale as the moon's reflection in a rain barrel.

The world is always full of the sound of waves. The little fishes, abandoning themselves to the waves, dance and sing, and play, but who knows the heart of the sea, a hundred feet down? Who knows its depth?

Horas non numero nisi serenas,' 'I count - no - hours but - unclouded ones

the Rev. Paul Ford climbed the hill and entered the Pendleton Woods, hoping that the hushed beauty of God's out-of-doors would still teh tumult that His children of men had wrought.

He panted for silence as others do for air.

Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning.

All this under a magnificent blue sky.

The dead have no place down here. They must leave us in peace.

We jumped into water so clear and warm that it was like jumping from air to air. The sand rose up under us and we floated to where it met the sea and walked out of the water like creatures in an act of evolution.