Quotes About Serenity

I want to be able to be alone, to find it nourishing - not just a waiting.

She sat very still, listening to a stream gurgling, the breeze soughing through upper branches, the melodious kloo-klack of ravens, the nyeep-nyeep of nuthatches - all sounds chokingly beautiful. She felt she could hear the cool clean breath of growing things - fern fronds, maple leaves, white trillium petals, tree trunks, each in its rightful place.

Allowing beauty a place in the soul was a powerful antidote to the stress and strain of mortal life.

Nowhere is there a sense of peace.

It was that time when I am finally able to sleep the sweetest, the deepest.

Give me my Scallop shell of quiet.

Birds are settling down for the night, singing lullabies to their young.

But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.

Oh, be quiet, Fo-Fo.

The most exciting thing either of us does is nap.

KEEP CALM and HAVE A SUGAR CUBE

Floating on my back, as I am now,

hours of calm and keep us clear of any poisonous residue. And then Peeta, Johanna, and

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray Forget your woes and let your troubles lay And when again it's morning, they'll wash away. Here it's safe, here it's warm Here the daisies guard you from every harm

patch of dandelions by the track. I only see the image for a moment,

No one bothers us. By late afternoon, I lie with my head on Peeta's lap, making a crown of flowers while he fiddles with my hair, claiming he's practicing his knots. After a while, his hands go still. "What?" I ask. "I wish I could freeze this moment, right here, right now, and live in it forever," he says.

From this place, we are invisible but have a clear view of the valley, which is teeming with summer life, greens to gather, roots to dig, fish iridescent in the sunlight. The day is glorious, with a blue sky and soft breeze. The food's wonderful, with the cheese seeping into the warm bread and the berries bursting in our mouths.

I just needed to hear it." She presses the bundle of pine needles to her nose and closes her eyes. The

A hush in the trees. Just the rustle of leaves in the breeze. But no birds, mockingjay or other. Peeta's right. They do fall silent when I sing. Just as

She tried to keep busy, but each afternoon she was drawn into the courtyard or up into the pavilion, where she sat as still as a pool of water. It was as if she feared she'd fly away into a million pieces if she moved.

I kept hearing in my head all the way that beautiful word "confluence"—"the confluence of the waters"—everything the eyes could see was like the word happening. I don't remember that there were any houses or roads or people anywhere, just treetops and water and distance and sky and birds and confluence. It may not be so rare but I thought so then and I do now—it's all so rarely the blessing falls.

Una mattina presto trovo Realm sulla porta che dà sul retro, con un gran sorriso stampato sulla faccia. [...] Lui apre la controporta, lasciando entrare una brezza leggera che profuma d'erba. Guardo fuori e sgrano gli occhi: ci sono sei cervi nel nostro giardino, tra cui un cucciolo. Sono bellissimi. Faccio un passo verso di loro e mi posa un braccio sulle spalle. - A volte ci scordiamo che le cose belle esistono - bisbiglio.

SHADY PINES OTEL

The goal is to achieve an internal calmness that comes when your intellect and your instincts are operating in harmony.