Quotes About Serenity

God's acre was her garden-spot, she said; She sat there often, of the Summer days, Little and slim and sweet, among the dead, Her hair a fable in the leveled rays.

A cup of tea would restore my normality. [ Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Screenplay ]

Ballycumber (ba-li-KUM-ber) n. One of the six half-read books lying somewhere in your bed.

In the stillness, a fly would not have dared clear it's throat.

He lay still and quiet. He absorbed the enveloping darkness, slowly relaxed his limbs from end to end, eased and regulated his breathing, gradually cleared his mind of all thought, closed his eyes, and was completely incapable of getting to sleep.

Arthur sat at the bar and rested. He was used to not knowing what was going on. He felt comfortable with it.

Bianchi lenzuoli irlandesi, appena inamidati, puliti, stirati, ben rimboccati - questi aggettivi erano per lui come una litania di desiderio. Da secoli nulla l'aveva attratto come ora le lenzuola. Non riusciva assolutamente a concepire come si potesse desiderare qualcos'altro. Lenzuola. E dormire. Dormire e lenzuola. Dormire nelle lenzuola. Dormire.

a fresh breeze danced lightly through the trees, and the odd sensation that all the buildings were quietly humming

Very nice,' said Arthur. 'Wonderfully nice. I don't know when I've ever been anywhere nicer. I'm happy here. They like me, I make sandwiches for them, and . . . er, well that's it really. They like me and I make sandwiches for them.' 'Sounds, er . . .' 'Idyllic,' said Arthur, firmly. 'It is. It really is. I don't expect you'd like it very much, but for me it's, well, it's perfect.

He thought he could hear the hum of the universe as he sat there. The airwaves of God, maybe, that kept the whole lunatic world somehow on track.

She went crazy with a calm face, justifiably so.

what I remember is the silence in spite of the noise. In my head it might just as well have been a snowy day in the country.

My arm draped her shoulder; we both felt safe, as if we were a complete solar system unto ourselves, dangling in the sky, warm heated planets inside a universe of stars. -Richard

were not shouting anything, just silently

I have my books. I don't live in the actual world. I am imperturbable.

She waited, motionless in the dim light. There was no sound but the faint susurrus of wind.

Even the vistas were tended, with view lines opened up to sacred architecture.

There was a silence

I'm never better than when I'm alone.

As I get older, Vincent, I have come to prefer a quiet evening at home to a bracing exchange of gunfire in the dark.

I have dreamed of going to bed as walking into clear water ringed by a snowy wood

Those who are free don't want anything. They don't want anything from their mind, they don't want anything from their emotions, they don't want anything from anyone, and they don't want anything from life. They don't want anything. If you don't want, all that's left is an incredible sense of being free.

The more in harmony you are with the flow of your own existence, the more magical life becomes.

The Buddha image shows us abiding tranquility amidst the turning wheel of life.