Quotes About Serenity

grass-filled flight

My life is a very simple life thank you

Hvammsfjördur.

It's hard to drift off into nowhereland when your arousal hormones are circulating wildly as a result of your rage at mobile-phone users. Fantasies of hurling their mobile phones from the train window tend to disturb the search for inner calm.

Their contemplation seems to reconnect us with a childlike sense of wonder at the mysteries of the universe. They are literally other-worldly, and so remove us from the world and its cares; they lift us off the ground.

She was about to laugh at the selfishness of her reaction, but she was distracted by the cool evening air when she stepped outside, the dusky blue of the sky, and the freshly paved street in front of her, its blackness bisected by a bright yellow line, a world so inexplicably beautiful that she forgot what she was thinking about and just stood still for a moment, breathing it all in.

and you form a map in your heart of all the places that make you so happy

People of ze wurl, relax!

The wind had its arms around them. The sea dandled them on its knee.

Ice cubes clink against the swizzle stick of your spinal column, and you start to wonder if this would not be the ideal moment to go home, take a hot shower, and curl up with a glass of chardonnay in front of a friendly computer.

Hope springs eternal and all that, yet isn't it a fact that when we give up and quit hoping; genuinely, sincerely quit hoping, things usually change for the better? Zen masters say that when we become convinced that the human situation is hopeless, we approach serenity, the ideal state of mind.

Pour vivre heureux, vivons cachés, says an old French dictum—to live happily, live hidden.

Happiness is equilibrium. Shift your weight.

HENRY: You don't get visited by happiness like being lucky with the weather. The weather is the weather. DEBBIE: And happiness? HENRY: Happiness is . . . equilibrium. Shift your weight.

Le bonheur que je ressens lorsque je savoure le repos et la sérénité de cet endroit [le Spielweg, dans la Forêt-Noire, vallée du « Münstertal »], se retrouve dans les dessins que j'ai souhaité vous présenter dans ce livre.

Shadrack rose and returned to the cot, where he fell into the first sleep of his new life. A sleep deeper than the hospital drugs; deeper than the pits of plums, steadier than the condor's wing; more tranquil than the curve of eggs.

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to paint, photograph or even remember it. It is enough.

She floated near but outside her own body, feeling vague and intense at the same time. Needing nothing. Being what there was.

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.

They were, in fact and at last, free. And the lives of these old black women were synthesized in their eyes -- a puree of tragedy and humor, wickedness and serenity, truth and fantasy.

Lo que tengo que hacer es meterme en la cama y no moverme. Quiero concentrarme en algo que sea inofensivo en este mundo.

I don't think many people appreciate silence or realize that it is as close to music as you can get

Her garden was not Eden; it was so much more than that.

At some point in life the world's beauty becomes enough. You don't need to photograph, paint or even remember it. It is enough.