Quotes About Serenity

I am in that temper that if I were under water I would scarcely kick to come to the top.

My imagination is a monastery, and I am its monk

ambedo a momentary trance of emotional clarity.

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A fat pink cloud hangs over the hillUnfolding like a rose.If you hold my hand and sit real stillYou can hear the grass as it grows.

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under the trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of water, or watching the clouds float across the blue sky, is by no means waste of time.

There is nothing so good for the inside of a man as the outside of a horse.

Dünya her vakit parçalan?p durur. O yüzden, rahatla.

There's nothing like the very early morning. It's the sweetness of the air, the sweet coolness; it's the bubbling of the creek which, for some strange reaction, always sounds more energetic than it does later on; it's the gargling of the magpies.

It's a warm wind, the west wind, full of birds' cries.

Coming in solemn beauty like slow old tunes of Spain.

Cool, calm and collected, the three seas of wisdom and success.

The light of water showed through the tree trunks as they drew close to the narrow wood along the lake but once on the fringe of the trees they lost all resentment at the sight of the thick floor of bluebells beneath the trees.

the best of life is life lived quietly, where nothing happens but our calm journey through the day, where change is imperceptible and the precious life is everything.

The days were quiet. They did not feel particularly quiet or happy but through them ran the sense, like an underground river, that there would come a time when these days would be looked back on as happiness, all that life could give of contentment and peace.

Malin opened the glass sliding door and the dog sailed out over the dunes and started doing everything at once: peeing and frolicking and scrabbling in the sand. There was the ocean, like a recurring character you forgot about for long stretches.

But the road was still sunny, the gulls cried out. Neil was gone, and for a second, Jem felt something he thought might be peace.

So all she can hope for are unexpected moments of grace.

halcyon days—the days when storms do not occur.

The cottage has a Peloton, an espresso machine, and a bottle of tequila on the kitchen table just for you.

We shall walk in velvet shoes:Wherever we goSilence will fall like dewsOn white silence below.

The icicles wreathing On trees in festoon Swing, swayed to our breathing: They're made of the moon.

I tell them that the only peace you find up on a mountain is the peace you bring with you.

He looked calmer somehow. It wasn't peace of mind he had found, but maybe a new deliberation.