Quotes About Serenity

Our bodies hummed with contentment.

He pictured her living alone in that tranquil house with its fine old furnishings, tending her flowers and fruit trees.

perch on the wall

there was a sudden easing in him, as if someone had finally played a note that harmonized with the one he sounded every day.

It was all there was of life: moments of grace between the upheavals and changes.

A few deep breaths would take care of that. She studied the horse and took deep breaths.

Okay, I'll ask. How come you're being sued? And how come you're so calm about it?" "I might as well be calm," she said. "Getting all worked up won't do any good.

the lap and luff of the sea on the ash-blue shore.

And now here you are, sitting in your chair by the window, gazing out urgently, raptly at "your" tree—its shapely green canopy, its black velvety shadows, its sinuously curved trunk, its barky brown bark.

Lulled by the calming music of ice clattering in the cocktail shaker, I began to ponder; this life we had going for ourselves

This was a familiar feeling, for there were many places in the great forest where you could drink in its energy, become one with its ancient heart. When you were in trouble, you could find your way in these places.

My shoulders were light again, as though I'd been cured of the ague, and my tears stopped.

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I wanted no grand mission, no 'causes,' just a life - a quiet, perhaps a frivolous life - of my own.

The parlor may have its charms, but the Japanese toilet truly is a place of spiritual repose.

Femeia rec?zuse în t?cerea ei pasiv?, aÅŸa cum cade o piatr? în ap?.

Once you gave up the nervous craving to promote yourself, denigrate others, draw attention to your unique and special qualities, and ensure that you were first in the pecking order, you experienced an immense peace.

Der kom en vederkvægende ro, en dyb fred og fryd over mig, det var som når en feber ophører. Her, tænkte jeg, kan jeg blive.

Mother always said he was like a lake, calm on the surface though a powerful current rumbled beneath. Tristan, meanwhile, was the ocean—his feelings frothed and foamed on the surface, crashing like waves into every situation.

Nothing goes better with a good book than a cup of hot tea and a scone.

Too bad evil people sometimes live in peaceful towns

the best way to stop worrying about your inevitable demise is to dwell on it morbidly until you're so bored that you forget it.

Don't sweat the petty things and don't pet the sweaty things.

I want you to know that this is what happens when you meet the person you are supposed to spend the rest of your life with: that restless feeling dissolves like butter.