Quotes About Serenity

There is much happiness to be found in acceptance

Here is what you do. You ease yourself into a tub of water, you ease yourself down. You lie back and wait for the ripples to smooth away. Then you take a deep breath, and slide your head under, and listen for the playfulness of your heart.

If I look upon my whole life, I cannot think of another time when I felt more comfortable: when I had no worries, fears, or desires, when my life seemed as soft and lovely as lying inside a cocoon of rose silk.

You are beauty, we are beauty, we are divine, unchanged by time.

This is beauty...and you are beauty, and love is beauty and we are beauty. We are divine, unchanged by time.

The best life you can have as you get into old age is good food, good teeth to eat it with, and few worries when you go to bed at night.

I ask myself, How can I relax? How can I let go of everything that's happened? You need complete trust to do that.

And silence. She liked the silence most of all. The silence in which the body, senses, the instincts, are more alert, more powerful, more sensitized, live a more richly perfumed and intoxication life, instead of transmuting into thoughts, words, into exquisite abstractions, mathematics of emotion in place of violent impact, the volcanic eruptions of fever, lust and delight.

I sleep with my feet on moss carpets, my branches in the cotton of the clouds.

Around her hair there was a saffron aureole, and her skin was a sea shell...

Now that I have been truthful I am no longer anxious. Anaïs

It is impossible to make my portrait because of my mobility. I am not photogenic because of my mobility. Peace, serenity, and integration are unknown to me. My familiar climate is anxiety. I write as I breathe, naturally, flowingly, spontaneously, out of an overflow, not as a substitute for life. I am more interested in human beings than in writing, more interested in lovemaking than in writing, more interested in living than in writing.

Night. The stars and the moon impassive, undisturbed, eternal. A little of their impassivity flows into me. They are consoling. They reduce the intensity and acuteness of human sorrow. I feel less strangled, less oppressed. I transfer to the moon and the stars some of the trust in God I once had, and realize that serenity comes from an acceptance of death. Man's life span is short. There is an end to pain.

Whatever tragic spirit lay behind this polished surface went into her singing, with which she tore people's serenity to shreds, spreading anxiety and regrets and nostalgia everywhere.

A única luz provinha de uma estufa para onde o salão dava. Estava repleta de plantas tropicais, rodeando um lago cheio de peixes dourados. Um caminho de seixos circundava o lago. O sol, filtrado através das folhas verdes, projectava uma sumida luz esverdeada, como se eu estivesse no fundo do oceano. Tudo aquilo parecia apto a abandonar a luz do dia comum para explorar os mundos submersos.

happiness is something from which fever is absent.

Goethe—it's amusing how we agree about Goethe. The man who sought out serenity and sanity. I hardly know him, and I hate him.

Action is a part of the very reality it transforms, just as the wave is a part of the ocean. The point is not to renounce action, but to act with serenity. Our action will be all the more effective, and all the happier.

Welcome everything that comes to you, but do not long for anything else.

No encounter occured that day, and I was glad of it; I took out of my pocket a little Homer I had not opened since leaving Marseilles, reread three lines of the Odyssey, learned them by heart; then, finding sufficient sustenance in their rhythm and reveling in them at leisure, I closed the book and remained, trembling, more alive than I had thought possible, my mind numb with happiness.

Que chaque attente, en toi, ne soit même pas un désir, mais simplement une disposition à l'accueil. Attends tout ce qui vient à toi, mais ne désire que ce qui vient à toi. Ne désire que ce que tu as.

No estoy ni triste ni alegre; este aire de aquí te llena de una muy vaga exaltación y te hace conocer un estado que parece tan lejano de la alegría como de la pena; quizá esto sea la felicidad.

Mes sens s'étaient usés jusqu'à la transparence, et quand je descendis au matin vers la ville, l'azur du ciel entra en moi.

Look! I have here a number of white pebbles. I let them soak in the shade, then hold them in the hollow of my hand and wait until their soothing coolness is exhausted. Then I begin once more, changing the pebbles and putting back those that have lost their coolness to soak in the shade again. . . Time passes and the evening comes on. . . Take me away; I cannot move of myself. Something in my will is broken.