Quotes About Serenity

Lilac and star and bird twined with the chant of my soul, There in the fragrant pines and the cedars dusk and dim.

Loafe with me on the grass.... loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want.... not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice. I mind how we lay in June, such a transparent summer morning; You settled your head athwart my hips and gently turned over upon me, And parted the shirt from my bosom-bone, and plunged your tongue to my barestript heart, And reached till you felt my beard, and reached till you held my feet.

Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me? (I think they hang there winter and summer on those trees and always drop fruit as I pass;)

In the swamp, in secluded recesses, A shy and hidden bird is warbling a song. Solitary, the thrush, The hermit, withdrawn to himself, avoiding the settlements, Sings by himself a song.

No fumes, no ennui, no more complaints <...> and nothing exterior shall ever take command of me.

Here by myself away from the clank of the world,   Tallying and talk'd to here by tongues aromatic

Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat, Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not even the best, Only the lull I like, the hum of your valvèd voice.

And now it seems to me the beautiful uncut hair of graves.

I lean and loafe at my ease...observing a spear of summer grass.

Vagyok, ahogy vagyok, elég ennyi, Ha senki más nem vesz észre a világon, békén ülök, És ha mindenki észrevesz, akkor is békén ülök.

Here or henceforward it is all the same to me, I accept Time absolutely.

I do not trouble my spirit to vindicate itself or be understood

Solitude appeared to me as the only fit state of man.

Look thy last on all things lovely Every hour…

White isn't just a neutral color. It is so pure and quiet. Bold and conspicuous and yet so inconspicuous as well.

the calm in the vortex.

wanted instead to take a walk so that we could

taking a long walk was his preferred way to have a serious conversation. It turned

la armonía del cosmos se refleja en la belleza de los seres vivos.

like all great beauty, his music was pure simplicity.

Nature is pleased with simplicity

He looked like a being who'd voyaged back through time from a world that had overcome illness, pain, and conflict.

nighttime is kind on the eyes.

It's like a door open at the side of the house and this cool breeze is blowing in over the back of my neck. The breeze is Death whispering and that door is open for me to go through anytime I want. And I want to go through. I want the confusion to stop--no, not only confusion but pain too.