Quotes About Serenity

I feel extraordinarily peaceful when I'm watching the sun set.

Sunday is my favorite day.

There's not a lot happening on a Sunday night in Indian Wells.

The fifties - they seem to have taken place on a sunny afternoon that asked nothing of you except a drifting belief in the moment and its power to satisfy.

If I can see the sunrise - and I usually don't - I like to. I'm a big fan of the sun.

I'm always up for a riot, but now and again, you've gotta put your feet up and enjoy the sunset.

I believe that looking at the sunset or the city's landscape helps me think.

Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven shined bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place.

I'm always so impressed by people who can just stay super mellow and still be extremely funny.

Keep growing quietly and seriously throughout your whole development; you cannot disturb it more rudely than by looking outward and expecting from outside replies to questions that only your inmost feeling in your most hushed hour can perhaps answer.

When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.

Never forget that solitude is my lot ... I implore those who love me to love my solitude. ( Letter to Mimi Romanelli , May 11, 1910)

Understand I will quietly slip away from the noisy crowd when I see the pale stars rising, blooming over the oaks. I'll pursue the solitary pathways of the twilight meadows with only this one dream. You come too.

What is necessary, after all, is only this: solitude, vast inner solitude. To walk inside yourself and meet no one for hours—that is what you must be able to attain.

All things want to float.

Let everything happen to you Beauty and terror Just keep going No feeling is final Enjoy every moment.

Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes, far in the distance.

Someday you will name me, then gently place those burning holy roses in my hair. [Songs of Longing]

And that is why it is so important to be solitary and attentive when one is sad: because the seemingly uneventful and motionless moment when our future steps into us is so much closer to life than that other loud and accidental point of time when it happens to us as if from outside. The quieter we are, the more patient and open we are in our sadnesses, the more deeply and serenely the new presence can enter us, and the more we can make it our own...

Do not, do not, do not books for ever hammer at people like perpetual bells? When, between two books, silent sky appears: be glad.

Most people do not know at all how beautiful the world is and how much magnificence is revealed in the tiniest things, in some flower, in a stone, in tree bark, or in a birch leaf. (Letters on Life)

Los pájaros nos traspasan en vuelo silencioso.

Whether you are surrounded by the singing of a lamp or the sounds of a storm, by the breathing of the evening or the sighing of the sea, there is a vast melody woven of a thousand voices that never leaves you and only occasionally leaves room for your solo. (Letters on Life)

Let your beauty manifest itself without talking and calculation. You are silent. It says for you: I am. And comes in meaning thousandfold, comes at long last over everyone. (Gieb deine Schönheit immer hin ohne Rechnen und Reden. Du schweigst. Sie sagt für dich: Ich bin. Und kommt in tausendfachem Sinn, kommt endlich über jeden.)