Quotes About Serenity

Only in the stillness of thought can decisions be properly made.

Afterward, she'd do yoga on the front lawn in the mizzling rain, lying on her back and then lifting herself slowly into an arch, like a demolition shown in reverse. The pose had mysterious names: Downward Dog, Sun Salute. Once I found her lying on the grass in a random-looking sprawl, the palms of her hands turned up to the drizzle. "The Corpse," she explained later. "Feels wonderful.

Mother's love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.

There was a brief silence. I think I heard snow falling.

We have got to let loose sometimes, rather than indulging intractably in self-harm or self-mistreatment, by pursuing impervious dreams. ( « Les choses avaient enfin perdu leur pesanteur » )

Nothing's more comforting than the sound of rain when you're not in it." (Tell Me Everything pg. 192)

Perfect!" mewed Mistyfoot.

She closed her eyes and in her last moment felt only warmth. Only love.

He set a brisk pace through the trees, but not so fast that he failed to notice the brilliant green fronds of new bracken beginning to unfurl, or the first pale buds of primroses pushing out of their green coverings. Birdsong filled the air, and the fresh scent of growing things.

Calm your waters

Let him play peacefully and chase nothing fiercer than a ball of moss for as many moons as he can.

With this life I give you patience

Upon my buried body lie lightly, gentle earth.

I'm such a girl for the living room. I really like to stay in my nest and not move. I travel in my mind, and that that's a rigorous state of journeying for me. My body isn't that interested in moving from place to place.

When I'm with you, I am in the light where I cannot be found." The year ended. The last year in which Michael Jackson was alive on earth ended. We celebrated the new year. He remained in the light where he could not be found.

The voices and laughter and birds and wind and traffic combined and separated gently.

When we've been travelling around I've often thought: Oh, this would be a good place to be, and that would be an excellent place to live. And yet, after I've seen everything I've decided that home, wherever that may be, is the place for feelings of peace. And if I can be at peace with myself then that is the most important thing. I think travelling teaches one that.

She moved in cadenzas of golden light. She floated on the wind of a royal serenity.

the pre-lunch diary is unblemished by obligation

So what do you need me to do?' 'For now, absolutely nothing.' 'I think I can manage that. For centuries we Woosters have done absolutely nothing under much more trying conditions.

Most of all, I miss that feeling when you go to sleep at night and when you wake up in the morning. It's that feeling that everything is all rightin the world. You know, that amazing feeling that you're whole, that you've got everything you want, that you aren't missing anything. Sometimes when I wake up, I get it for just a moment. It lasts a few seconds, but then I remember what happened, and how nothing has been the same since

Close your eyes and try to sleep now Close your eyes and try to dream Clear your mind and do your best to try and wash the palette clean

I can feel infinitely alive curled up on the sofa reading a book.

No to laugh, not to lament, not to detest, but to understand.