Quotes About Serenity

But having sailed some time ago Into the quiet cardigan harbour of my life," (42)

All of human unhappiness comes from one single thing: not knowing how to remain at rest in a room.

I have discovered that all the unhappiness of men arises from one single fact, that they cannot stay quietly in their own chamber.

I have often said the soul cause of man's unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in a room. (Page 32)

We must sit by these rivers, not under or in them, but above, not standing upright, but sitting down, so that we remain humble by sitting, and safe by remaining above.

Tout le malheur des hommes vient d'une seule chose, qui est de ne savoir pas demeurer en repos, dans une chambre.

If our condition were truly happy we should not need to divert ourselves from thinking about it.

The sole case of man's unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in his room

VÅ¡etky problémy ?udstva pramenia z neschopnosti ?loveka sedieÃ…Â¥ v miestnosti ticho a sám.

all humanity's problems stem from an inability to sit in a quiet room alone." Johnson, Fenton. At the Center of All Beauty: Solitude and the Creative Life (p. 229). W. W. Norton & Company. Kindle Edition.

All human unhappiness comes from not knowing how to stay quietly in a room.

Tout le malheur des hommes vient d'une seule chose, qui est de ne savoir pas demeurer en repos dans une chambre.

Todas las miserias de la humanidad se deben a una sola cosa: a que somos incapaces de estar sentados solos y en silencio en una habitación

All of humanity's problems stem from man's inability to sit quietly in a room alone

J'ay souvent dit, que tout le malheur des hommes vient de ne sçavoir pas se tenir en repos dans une chambre.

we went outside and the night was really still and the stars were like an explosion across the sky.

What courage must a human possess to stand at ease and witness the birth of the sun.

An' here I sit so patiently Waiting to find out what price You have to pay to get out of Going through all these things twice Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again -Bob Dylan, "Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again" (1966)

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worried. Not so

the definition of grace was to be at peace with what you did not know because you could not.

The evening was at once intimate and infinite.

The wood echoed to the hoarse ringing of other saws; somewhere, very far away, a nightingale was trying out its voice, and at longer intervals a blackbird whistled as if blowing dust out of a flute. Even the engine steam rose into the sky warbling like milk boiling up on a nursery alchohol stove.

Beyond, pines hold sermons.