Quotes About Serenity

Her favorite patch was the least showy: the herb garden. A raised stone circle, no bigger than a beach umbrella, was filled with rosemary, sage, wild thyme, mint, lemon verbena, lavender, and burnet.

the boat in

gardening was the same as prayer: being quiet, present, and appreciative of nature.

A poet once wrote that cathedrals were never built beside the sea because it was so beautiful it would distract the people from praying.

She had learned—by degrees—the ability to accept what life was handing her instead of what she wished for.

It was a view I never tired of, especially

I went on the hill and walked about until twilight had deepened into an autumn night with a benediction of starry quietude over it. I was alone but not lonely. I was a queen and has a fancy.

I'd be in such a hurry to get into bed, nice and quiet, and imagine things

In the mornings I always think the mornings are best; but when evening comes I think it's lovelier still

Afinal, creio que os dias melhores e mais doces não são aqueles em que acontece algo muito esplêndido, maravilhoso e empolgante, mas sim aqueles que trazem os pequenos e simples prazeres, um após o outro sem pressa, como pérolas soltando-se de um colar.

I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful happens, but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string

In a halo of rainbow glory, I sit me down to rest. I forget the present and future, I live over the past once more, As I see before me crowding the beautiful days of yore.

El viento ululaba entre las ramas de los árboles, y ya se sabe que en el mundo no hay música más dulce que la del viento sonando en las copas de los pinos al atardecer

My life consists in my being content to accept many things.

Ah, to be no longer conscious of being, like a stone, like a plant! To remember no longer even one's own name! Stretched out upon the grass, hands interlaced at the back of one's neck, to look up at the dazzling, sun-puffed clouds as they sail past in the blue sky, to listen to the wind which makes, up there in the chestnut grove, a sound like the breaking of the sea.

You are all the sun I need.

She gazed right through it to the future, another time and place without this jangling cascade of arbitrary noise.

In the night when the moon is large, the world spreads blue in every direction.

clear air and smiled, his perfect face softening as he

their voices too low to disturb the birds singing in the tall cherry trees.

For the woman who swelters in her kitchen or lolls in a drawing room, for the man who sits half his life in an office chair, an occasional swim does as much good as six months' vacation. That weary feeling goes away for once in the cool, quiet water. Tired men and tired women forget that stocks and cakes have fallen.

You know, the ocean is a very, very beautiful place. It is God's gift to us

Decker lifted his eyes skyward, expecting something to happen. He didn't know what, perhaps for the stars overhead to explode into shimmery fireworks, or for the sky to crack open and pour down rain and thunder to mark the moment. But nothing happened. The most important moment of his life arrived not with a bang as he'd always expected, but with the quiet rustle of wind through the trees and a serene breeze brushing his cheeks.

Tis good to be sad and say nothing!" - When these words of Shakespeare caught my attention, I confess I felt an echo, a delicious echo.