Quotes About Serenity

To see the sun shining on its bright grass, fresh, when we first visited it, with the autumnal dews, and hear the whispering of the wind among the leaves of the trees which have overgrown the tomb of Cestius, and the soil which is stirring in the sun-warm earth, and to mark the tombs, mostly of women and young people who were buried there, one might, if one were to die, desire the sleep they seem to sleep.

He looked up at the great grey peaks, some still topped by the remnants of the winter snow. He felt as close to happy as he ever got, the fittest he had been for a long time. His mind clear. Being in the mountains made him happy. He loved mountains. They were so much less trouble than people.

They could hear the little river prattling over its stony bed, as it had done since the dawn of time.

Yes, this is what I thought adulthood would be, a kind of long indian summer, a state of tranquillity, of calm incuriousness, with nothing left of the barely bearable raw immediacy of childhood, all the things solved that had puzzled me when I was small, all mysteries settled, all questions answered, and the moments dripping away, unnoticed almost, drip by golden drip, toward the final, almost unnoticed, quietus.

I make my voyage out, far, far out, to the very brim, where a disc of water shimmers like molten coin against a coin-colored sky, and everything lifts, and sky and water merge invisibly. that is where I seem to the most at ease now, on the far, pale margin of things. If I can call it ease. If I can call it being

At thee seaside all is narrow horizontals, the world reduced to a few long straight lines pressed between earth and sky.

The glimmering landscape materialized slowly before him. Such stillness. He might have been the last man in the world.

The bird of paradise alights only upon the hand that does not grasp.

Soft and sun-warm, see her glide

excited souls with an abiding sense of peace. Everything ranging from the smallest plants to the very air seemed more than alive; it all possessed the ability to give life.

It's the countryside. Perhaps this is our holiday home.

I stood up and offered not a prayer, for that was of no use to anyone, but a moment of contemplation.

Hay cosas que sencillamente están ahí, sin molestar a nadie, esperando a que las descubran.

You have it. she said. And for what little it is worth, I hope that it brings you peace.

Toxic shame is soul murder. Because of it we become other-ated human doings, without an inner life and without inner peace. Shame-based people long for true inner serenity and peace. The spiritual life is an inner life. It cannot be attained on the outside. The spiritual life is its own reward and seeks nothing beyond itself. Once we achieve inner peace and conscious contact, we want to overflow.

If we have not quiet in our minds, outward comfort will do no more for us than a golden slipper on a gouty foot.

Along the wide curving moat surrounding the palace, rows of cherry trees announced the end of their seasonal beauty. Some of the trees were weeping: blossoms in white and palest pink, ponderous with decreptitude, eddying on the brown water, stirred by the paddling of ducks.

The sea that morning was iridescent and dark. My wife and my sister were swimming--Diana and Helen--and I saw their uncovered heads, black and gold in the dark water. I saw them come out and I saw that they were naked, unshy, beautiful, and full of grace, and I watched the naked women walk out of the sea.

Sembrava, mentre pattinavo al centro del laghetto, che il numero di stelle che riuscivo a vedere si fosse moltiplicato. Erano disseminate fitte come una gettata di bucaneve.

Sometimes the person you want most, is the person you're best without.

Here's the thing about drama: once you stop caring what people say,it will all go away.It's that easy.

Sometimes the best thing that you can do is not think, not wonder, not imagine, not obsess. Just breathe and have faith that everything will work out for the best.

Refuse to worry. You won't gain anything by worrying... in fact, you lose precious moments that you can never get back. To worry only steals your peace and joy.

No expectations, no disappointments.