Quotes About Serenity

When from our better selves we have too long Been parted by the hurrying world, and droop, Sick of its business, of its pleasures tired, How gracious, how benign, is Solitude

For I have learned to look on nature, not as in the hour of thoughtless youth; but hearing oftentimes the still, sad music of humanity.

Be mild, and cleave to gentle things, thy glory and thy happiness be there.

There standing with its hard firmness beneath her feet, her head and face bared to the wind that swept up from the deep valley below and broke in torrents against this ledge, she regained an inner quiet, a stillness she could not name or identify. It was as essential to her existence, however--had been even when she was still a child--as water or food itself.

I heard the "bam, bam, bam" of a woodpecker high in the top of a box elder snag. The cry of a kingfisher and the scream of a blue jay blended perfectly with the drum like beat. A barking red squirrel, glued to the side of a hackberry tree, kept time to the music with the beat of his tail. Each noise I heard and each sight I saw was very familiar to me but I never grew tired of listening and watching. They were a God-sent gift and I enjoyed them all.

Ross took a deep breath of the air, which was heavy with the smell of sea. He fancied he could hear the waves breaking.

I am not agitated. I am only agitated when someone advises me to reduce my diet.

In alto nel cielo c'era uno sbuffo di nuvole rosa e zafferano.

ahead in the soft and sighing darkness

le spalle simili al bianco cuore di un fiore. [...]

Poi, mentre la fiamma moriva lentamente e un oggetto dopo l'altro nella stanza scivolava nelle ombre, [Demelza] si sdraiò e si rannicchiò insieme al cane, sentendo la tensione di lui che si allentava man mano che gli sussurrava parole amorevoli all'orecchio.

All comes out even at the end of the day, and all comes out still more even when all the days are over.' —VOLTAIRE

exploited to the full my happy gift of falling almost immediately into deep sleep.

The silence following great words of Peace.62

in painted quiet and concentration

Pardon me, deserts, that I don't rush to you bearing a spoonful of water.

How light the raindrop's contents are; how gently the world touches me. From View With a Grain of Sand

It felt right not to talk. It felt good just to be. Sometimes there was no need to fill the air with words.

The Empress of Blandings was a pig who took things as they came. Her motto, like Horace's, was nil admirari.

Our arses should be signs of peace!

To count a few gulls makes the journey happy. In the reedy bend, under the willow bank, My wife and children smile with me. The moment I fall asleep, wind and waves are quiet; No glory, no disgrace, and not a single worry.

Un día me dijeron que la felicidad consiste en no querer moverse de donde una está.

The most beautiful rooms I have entered have been empty ones. Warehouses full of light and dust. Empty attics with a view. Coastlines. Prairies.

It was a placid explosion of orange and red, a great chromatic symphony, a colour canvas of supernatural proportions, truly a splendid Pacific sunset, quite wasted on me.