Quotes About Serenity

No, really. Just quiet. Nothing louder than waves lapping or ice melting in crystal glasses.

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

Just Imagine. No illness. Ever. No pain. No aging or frailty of any kind. No loss or grief or tears. And obviously no more dying, not even if the stars shattered into motes and the moon disintegrated like a corpse beneath the sea.

she was usually idling by the river bank, or gathering berries in a field when a someone appeared, with gentle and penetrating eyes, who—with no exchange of words—understood;

mad monk, minus the spiritual insight.

Could I return, I will not say to revel, but breath this sky, under which I was born: to rejoice with sea views and gardens; to consol me with your kindness; to drink this wine or this water, that might reduce my illness…

I find that when I come out of the library I'm in what I call the library bliss of being totally taken away from the distractions of life." [ Woman's Day magazine, March 12, 2002]

She attributed her own fine sewing to the prolonged periods of silence at Meeting; these had made her thoughts level and her hand steady, which was reflected in her even stitching.

So we continued, arm in arm along the beach, talking until at last we had no more to say, like a storm that blows itself out, and our eyes dropped to the ground, where the curies were waiting for us to find them.

The leaping of one fish would never disturb the flow of the river.

Sometimes, the waves grow hushed, but the sea is always there, touching, caressing, eating the earth...

They say that drowning is an easy death, once you stop trying to breathe.

moments of perfect peace are rare and to be relished. We sat and savoured. The purring of the cat, th

The only difference now, for what it's worth, is that I know that these things don't matter. I know that I don't have to know anything, and I know that I don't have to fell frightened of not knowing-I just have to be here

Be conten with who you are and wish not change nor dread your last day nor look on to it.

What's wrong with silence? Listen to it, it's beautiful.

Be like a duck. Calm on the surface, but always paddling like the dickens underneath." MICHAEL CAINE

What-is-ness is accepting everything for what it is. When shit inevitably happens: it is what it is. You are at peace with the nature of this new reality.

What-is-ness is accepting everything for what it is. When shit inevitably happens: it is what it is. You are at peace with the nature of this new reality. What? Are you going to tell me you built a secret time machine to travel back in the past and unfuck this situation? I didn't think so. So why spend a second of time complaining about it, fighting it, or resisting it?

Awesome is loud but awe is quiet.

cushioned easy chair, and was dozing peacefully.

There is nothing worth worrying about! Not even death!" And again I knew - or understood in an instant - that death is exactly like falling asleep.

Not the storm but the calm that slays me.

Beauty is born of and found in simplicity.