Quotes About Serenity

I live very gently.

I like to be on my own before I do a gig.

I just like to sit and admire my garden; it's so well kept by my gardener and my girlfriend.

I just love candles... the colour, the glow, the light.

Buddha, much like everyone else has good and bad days.

A good day is when no one shows up, and you don't have to go anywhere.

A Buddha is someone who finds freedom in good fortune and bad.

La paura della morte si dileguò e le subentrò una meravigliosa indifferenza. Egli si distese come per dormire. Il cielo gemmato della notte d'agosto stava immobile sopra di lui. Fra i miliardi di stelle nessuna baluginava. Stefano era solo nel mondo e col mondo.

Auto-Lullaby Think of a sheep knitting a sweater; think of your life getting better and better. Think of your cat asleep in a tree; think of that spot where you once skinned your knee. Think of a bird that stands in your palm. Try to remember the Twenty-first Psalm. Think of a big pink horse galloping south; think of a fly, and close your mouth. If you feel thirsty, then drink from your cup. The birds will keep singing until they wake up.

I remember that feeling, that comfort, that sense of everything in its place, the rightness of it all, when the winter is loved and the summer is all the sun there is. When you want that specific moment, that time, that place, that situation, forever. You can't force it or wish it, and praying doesn't help. You wait, you keep going, you hope maybe it will come around again. That flawless equilibrium.

the world can give you these glimpses as well as fairy tales can--the smell of rain, the dazzle of sun on white clapboard with the shadows of ferns and wash on the line, the wildness of a winter storm when in the house the flame of a candle doesn't even flicker.

Sometimes the things that do not quite happen in your life count for more than the things that do.

Let those who are wearied with the clash of warring nations ... turn their attention to the silent life of vegetation ... and remember that the earth continues to teem with new life.

Ja, vergiß nur, daß es Menschen gibt, darbendes, angefochtenes, tausendfach geärgertes Herz! und kehre wieder dahin, wo du ausgingst, in die Arme der Natur, der wandellosen, stillen und schönen.

I am alone again and I want to be so; alone with the pure sky and open sea.

Why are we not satisfied when life mirrors itself peacefully in a deep lake? …How seldom do we now meet a person who can keep living so peacefully and cheerfully with himself even amidst the turmoil, saying to himself like Goethe: 'The best is the deep quiet in which I live and grow against the world, and harvest what they cannot take from me by fire or sword.

Happiness: being able to forget or, to express in a more learned fashion.

O Solitude! You are my home, Solitude!

It is unworthy of great spirits to spread abroad the agitation they feel

We are so fond of being out in Nature because it has no opinions of us.

So bless me then, you tranquil eye that can behold even the greatest happiness without envy!

Precisely the least thing, the gentlest, lightest, the rustling of a lizard, a breath, a moment, a twinkling of the eye - little makes up the quality of the best happiness. Soft!

When I seek another word for 'music', I never find any other word than 'Venice'.

To 'want' something, to 'strive' after something to have an 'aim' or a 'wish' in my mind — I know none of this from experience. Even at this moment I look out upon my future — a distant future! as upon a calm sea: no sigh of longing makes a ripple on its surface. I have not the slightest wish that anything should be otherwise than it is: I do not want myself different than I am. But in this matter I have always been the same. I have never had a desire.