Quotes About Serenity

The Peak District is an insanely beautiful location to work in, the views are just wonderful.

I keep a very low profile in Switzerland. There are only about 2,000 people in the village I live in, so it's a quiet town.

I live in a beautiful village in the middle of the countryside, and being able to disappear off on my bike for a couple of hours two or three times a week is a wonderful way to relax.

I prefer the countryside to cities. This is also true of my films: I have made more films in rural societies, and villages, than in towns.

Violence is my last option.

Where I'm from, there is no violence, pretty much.

I don't like any art form barraged in violence or hurt.

I don't like violence.

Music has the power to divert the violent minds.

I don't live in L.A. or in New York. I live in Virginia by the ocean.

It is an absolute and virtually divine perfection to know how to enjoy our being rightfully.

Patience, n. A minor form of dispair, disguised as a virtue.

Quietness is the beginning of virtue. To be silent is to be beautiful. Stars do not make a noise.

Solitude cherishes great virtues and destroys little ones.

Laziness can be virtuous in the right setting, I guess.

To meditate is to familiarise our mind constantly and thoroughly with a virtuous object.

Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect.

We are not cured of alcoholism. What we have is a daily reprieve contingent on the maintenance of our spiritual condition. Every day is a day when we must carry the vision of God's will into all of our daily activities.

There's a magnet that somebody stuck on the refrigerator in our office's kitchen: PEACE. IT DOES NOT MEAN TO BE IN A PLACE WHERE THERE IS NO NOISE, TROUBLE, OR HARD WORK. IT MEANS TO BE IN THE MIDST OF THOSE THINGS AND STILL BE CALM IN YOUR HEART.

Wouldn't it be nice to be one of those people who doesn't overthink anything, who just goes with the flow—who lives the unexamined life?

the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.

There in the middle of the rooftop—in a circle of lighted candles scented with the smell of vanilla—sat a four-poster bed adorned with throw pillows.

Fewer candles flickered. Fewer words were spoken. Fewer breaths were taken.

The library, I presume," he said quietly. "I've a fondness for libraries.