Quotes About Serenity

How very still you sit!

She went on slowly and dreamily along the shore. Beautiful women do not need to hurry.

I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow.

The passion for being for ever with one's fellows, and the fear of being left for a few hours alone, is to me wholly incomprehensible. I can entertain myself quite well for weeks together, hardly aware, except for the pervading peace, that I have been alone at all.

On wet days I will go into the thickest parts of the forest, where the pine needles are everlastingly dry, and when the sun shines I'll lie on the heath and see how the broom flares against the clouds. I shall be perpetually happy, because there will be no one to worry me.

This was the simple happiness of complete harmony with her surroundings, the happiness that asks for nothing, that just accepts, just breathes, just is.

In bed by herself: adorable condition.

Impassivity was quite natural to her concern for perfect form: she could never have displayed an untidy face like mine. It was partly because of this strange tense serenity that a friend of ours used to call her the "Fallen Angel". Her subtle body, her pensive face lighted by the pale brow, put forth a charm that acted powerfully on those who are attracted by the tragic greatness of androgyny. She spoke, determined to allay my fears: "Kini: I must go away.

I would kneel by the bank, in the grasses dank, And drink you, drink you, drink you. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox, from "If," Picked Poems . (Chicago: W. B. Conkey Company, 1912)

I feel beautiful when I'm at peace with myself. When I'm serene, when I'm a good person, when I've been considerate of others.

But I do know focusing on the exterior doesn't make me happy. If I want peace and serenity, it won't be reached by getting thinner or fatter.

the dolphins stitch sky to sea.

She didn't want the woman to open her eyes and her ears to the new stillness.

Don't Worry, Be Happy

Don't hold onto things, it will only bring you pain.

True love is not a strong, fiery, impetuous passion. It is, on the contrary, an element calm and deep.

Ninguna cosa que de alguna manera afecte nuestra paz es tan pequeña que él no la note. No hay en nuestra experiencia ningún pasaje tan oscuro que él no pueda leer, ni perplejidad tan grande que él no pueda desenredar…

Florida Scott-Maxwell, a Jungian analyst who did not begin her training until midlife, began writing a private notebook at the age of eighty-two, in which she recorded her impressions of old age. Her experiences, mindfully observed, did not fit her expectations: "Age puzzles me. I thought it was a quiet time. My seventies were interesting and fairly serene, but my eighties are passionate.... To my own surprise I burst out with hot conviction." I I

to slip beneath the surface and soar along the silent bottom of the sea agile and shining in water honeycombed with light.

Breathing, it seemed to me, was a proper attribute for the mountains... mountains that quietly functioned as a single thing with a rhythmic inhale-exhale I could feel...

Then Lucia said, "So what do we do now?" "Nothing," Otto said. "Things will go on as just they always have.

His touch calmed me. I thought I was going to melt into the earth.

The shadows of the dunes were black-cut by the moon; the stars were huge and blue. Toward midnight the silk canopy was lifted, and fell inert, and was lifted again by the breeze that rose softly from the north, from the sea.

They sell courage of a sort in the taverns. And another sort, though not for sale, a man can find in the confessional. Try the alehouses and the churches, Hugh. In either a man can be quiet and think.