Quotes About Serenity
Calming, soothing and almost without peer. The second, naturally, is a hot soaking bath. The third is Puccini. In the bath with a hot cup of tea and Puccini. Heaven.
~ Jasper Fforde
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Le jardin dormait encore. Je l'ai surpris, nourrice. Je l'ai vu sans qu'il s'en doute. C'est beau un jardin qui ne pense pas encore aux hommes.
~ Jean Anouilh
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Better to run to the woods than the city, I thought. Here, there is the world to occupy the mind.
~ Jean Craighead George
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Patience and time do more than force and rage.
~ Jean de La Fontaine
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Death never takes the wise man by surprise; He is always ready to go.
~ Jean de La Fontaine
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Soft green grass grew in front of the house. There stood the cypress too, and, as if on purpose, it was singing with its tree-voice, its sweet-sounding voice, inviting to the ear. Then there were bees which had lived under a tile and were humming in the air. And then, like a miracle, so unexpected that it made them rub their eyes, there was a small lilac tree in full blossom.
~ Jean Giono
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Ayla loved these moments of solitude. Basking in the sun, feeling relaxed and content, she thought about nothing in particular, except the beautiful day and how happy she was.
~ Jean M. Auel
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I no longer fight, I accept.
~ Jean Plaidy
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It's funny when you feel as if you don't want anything more in your life except to sleep, or else to lie without moving. That's when you can hear time sliding past you, like water running.
~ Jean Rhys
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When I was out on the battlements it was cool and I could hardly hear them. I sat there quietly. I don't know how long I sat. Then I turned round and saw the sky. It was red and all my life was in it.
~ Jean Rhys
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The rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her.
~ Jean Rhys
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there is peace in despair in exactly the same way as there is despair in peace.
~ Jean Rhys
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her waist goes in , her hips come out, her long black hair is coiled into a smooth bun on the top of her round head. She is very restful to the tired eye.
~ Jean Rhys
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Watching the red and yellow flowers in the sun thinking of nothing, it was as if a door opened and I was somewhere else, something else. Not myself any longer. I knew the time of day when though it is hot and blue and there are no clouds, the sky can have a very black look.
~ Jean Rhys
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She was silence itself.
~ Jean Rhys
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You are a pool of clear water where the light plays
~ Jeanette Winterson
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when the dying sun bled the blue sky orange.
~ Jeanette Winterson
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moss that is concentrating on being green.
~ Jeanette Winterson
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We walked in silence. Nature can cancel thought. We needed to walk and there was nothing more to say.
~ Jeanette Winterson
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If you do wrestle with it and find the spring of its opening it will be a place to rest in all the days of your life.
~ Jeanette Winterson
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I am a hundred times happier in my solitude than I could be if I lived among them.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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La vida ambulante es la que mejor me conviene. Ir de camino con buen tiempo, por un país hermoso, sin llevar prisa, y tener un objeto agradable por término del viaje, he ahí, de todos los modos de vivir, el que más me agrada.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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El gusto por la soledad y la contemplación nació en mi corazón con los sentimientos expansivos y tiernos hechos para ser su alimento. El tumulto y el ruido los oprimen y los ahogan, la calma y la paz los reaniman y los exaltan. Tengo necesidad de recogerme para amar.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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Dünyan?n gürültüsü beni sersem ediyor, yaln?zl?k içimi s?k?yordu; boyuna yer deÄŸiÅŸtirmek gereÄŸini duymakta, hiçbir yerde rahat etmemekteydim.
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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