Quotes About Serenity

porque nada contribuye tanto a tranquilizar la mente como un firme propósito, un punto en que el alma pueda fijar su mira intelectual

It was nearing 9 O'clock, and the fist duck was drawing down. Behind the trees, the first star pricked out, low and brilliant. The light breeze of the day had dropped, and the evening was very still. The stream sounded loud. I walked down to the gate and stood leaning on the top bar, enjoying the scent of the roses, and straining to listen for any sound from the lane or the road beyond.

Take love easy, as the leaves grow on the trees.

sat, chin on hand, thinking, my eyes on the bright distance. I

Nada contribuye tanto a serenar la mente como una finalidad permanente, un punto en el cual el alma pueda fijar su atención.

take me where I may forget myself, my existence, and all the world.

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose - a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.

A human being in perfection ought always to preserve a calm and peaceful mind, and never to allow passion or a transitory desire to disturb his tranquillity.

nada contribuye tanto a tranquilizar el espíritu como un propósito firme: un punto en el cual el alma pueda fijar su mirada intelectual.

Un ésser humà perfecte hauria de conservar sempre la ment en calma i en pau, i no permetre's mai que la passió o un desig transitori li destorbin la tranquil·litat. No crec pas que la persecució del saber sigui cap excepció a aquesta regla.

I wandered for ever about these lovely solitudes, gathering flower after flower

Jo estava fet per a una felicitat reposada.

Such a man has a double existence: he may suffer misery, and be overwhelmed by disappointments; yet when he has retired into himself, he will be like a celestial spirit, that has a halo around him, within whose circle no grief or folly ventures.

I wandered for ever about these lovely solitudes, gathering flower after flower . . . singing as I might the wild melodies of the country, or occupied by pleasant day dreams.

Sometimes I wish I was a cloud... Just floating along, going wherever the breeze takes me.

Peace is actually a troublesome beast. (...) It is hard to produce, but maintaining it is hard to impossible.

The temple bell stops But the sound keeps coming out of the flowers

Harvest moon: around the pond I wander and the night is gone.

Wherever you are, at any moment, try and find something beautiful. A face, a line out of a poem, the clouds out of a window, some graffiti, a wind farm. Beauty cleans the mind.

Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again! For so the night will more than pay The hopeless longings of the day.

After a storm comes a calm.

Wisdom speaks with a silent tongue.

As long as a sense of self-importance rules your being, you will never know lasting peace.

Quote of the Day-April 25, 2016 "She thought of the library, so shining white and new; the rows and rows of unread books; the bliss of unhurried sojourns there and of going out to a restaurant, alone, to eat.