Quotes About Serenity

She was just staring; and her face, as usual, was the face of a patient and disappointed Madonna.

Nieustaj?co czuj? si? szcz??liwa (na dworze, rzecz jasna, jako ?e w ?rodku jest s?u?ba i meble).

W ogrodzie szuka si? oddechu i g??bokiego spokoju; nie ma nikogo; tylko samotne kwiatki i szepcz?ce drzewa.

the teeming plant life rejoices on the lawns free from all interference from men and hoes;

And while I ate muffins—things I had never been able even to look at in London, but now swallowed with complacence,—and Pincher sat in front of me watching every mouthful, just as though he hadn't had an enormous dinner a few minutes before, and the cat, finished with Knobbie's ears, deftly turned her over and began tidying her stomach, I did feel that my feet were set once more in the path of peace, and that all I had to do was to continue steadily along it.

every day spent here would be a day that made her better, that would bring her nearer to that heaven in which all good and simple souls dwelt while still on earth, the heaven of a serene and quiet mind. Always she had longed to be good, and to help and befriend those who had the same longing but in whom it had been partially crushed by want of opportunity and want of peace.

Doing nothing is opting for the sweetness of stillness...Instead of fighting with that which you cannot control, you might as well just see it through...

I sit there in my bed staring at the wall, feeling happy, enjoying the way the wall looks, how pink and how white it is. Pink and white, as far as I'm concerned, have never looked quite so pink and white before.

Never was there any one so beautiful as [he]... The wolves did not ravage, the frost winds did not bite...

What a lovely surprise to finally discover how unlonely being alone can be

The old man's dying was painless and feather-light, all the substance of his once sharp and vigorous mind gone on before; but it was slow. The fading candle flame did not flicker, only dimmed in perfect stillness second by second, so mysteriously that they missed the moment when the last spark withdrew, and only knew he was gone when they began to realise that the prints of age were smoothing themselves out gently from his face.

Brother Cadfael was standing in the middle of his walled herb-garden, looking pensively

Only a few yards away a little stream of fresh

I long for some rest, free from thought.

Ah! when shall all men's goodBe each man's rule, and universal peaceLie like a shaft of light across the land,And like a lane of beams athwart the sea,Through all the circle of the golden year?

In the afternoon they came unto a landIn which it seemed always afternoon.

Here at the quiet limit of the world.

How fares it with the happy dead?

lleva su inolvidable belleza con la distraída tranquilidad de quien es mucho más profundo que el estar siendo bonita todo el tiempo.

He loved the gigantic peace the Desert gave him. The world was forgotten there; and not the world merely, but all memory of it. Everything faded out. The soul turned inwards upon itself.

We must keep our minds quiet-it's our minds they feel.

Here was the stillness of eternity.

She had dreamed that she lay beneath a spreading tree somewhere, a tree that whispered with ten thousand soft lips of green; and the dream continued for a moment even after waking.

Ah, yet would God this flesh of mine might beWhere air might wash and long leaves cover me;Where tides of grass break into foam of flowers,Or where the wind's feet shine along the sea.