Quotes About Serenity

Patience is the art of concealing your impatience.

SAM OWEN always fished by night.

She was learning something important: how to live within the sound of her own slow breathing, how to love the view when her eyes were shut.

If only i could get that under control then i feel like i could stay here a long time, watching the days leaking into the nights, swilling over the buildings, bleeding back again. I could lie and not think of anything but ways to describe the sky, the clouds, the light.

Once you have heard the lark, known the swish of feet through hill-top grass and smelt the earth made ready for the seed, you are never again going to be fully happy about the cities and towns that man carries like a crippling weight upon his back.

she believed a great happiness awaited her somewhere, and for this reason she remained calm as the days flew by.

Tranquilos, niños.

I like it where it gets dark at night, and if you want noise, you have to make it yourself.

In such a case, beauty is not the opposite of ugliness. Rather, beauty lies in a state beyond and includes all opposites; beauty is thus found in naturalness.

Non-violence is the policy of the vegetable kingdom

Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer. 689

A kiss on the beach when there is a full moon is the closest thing to heaven.

Breathe Deep, Seek Peace.

If you'd had all the experiences I've had, you'd know that there are times in life when the most comfortable thing is to do nothing at all. Things happen to you and just let them happen.

Judy was in the bath, enjoying its cocoon warmth

And I could find other excuses to get out and sit on the crisp grass and look out over the airy roof of Yorkshire. It was like taking time out of life. Time to get things into perspective and assess my progress.

I thought afresh that a nice cat washing his face by the hearth gave extra comfort to a room

Conway said quietly, "If you'd had all the experiences I've had, you'd know that there are times in life when the most comfortable thing is to do nothing at all. Things happen to you and you just let them happen.

I used up most of my passions and energies during the years I've mentioned, and though I don't talk much about it, the chief thing I've asked from the world since then is to leave me alone.

No ambitions? And how have you contrived to escape those widespread maladies?

What most observers failed to perceive in him was something quite bafflingly simple—a love of quietness, contemplation, and being alone.

_ What do the [monks] do? [...] _ They devote themselves, madam, to contemplation and to the pursuit of wisdom. _ But that isn't *doing* anything. _ Then, madam, they do nothing. _ I thought as much.

suspicion had sometimes been current that he really was as unruffled as he looked, and that whatever happened, he did not give a damn. But this, too, like the laziness, was an imperfect interpretation. What most observers failed to perceive in him was something quite bafflingly simple—a love of quietness, contemplation, and being alone.