Quotes About Serenity

Once in a while, the universe lets you be free alone and in peace.

No, I always sleep with the lights off.

I'm a guy that likes to sit in one place.

I'm one of those people that just likes to be comfortable.

I like being out of the limelight.

I don't seek the limelight.

Even if I can give my listeners peace for 30 minute through my voice, then I would feel I've done something for the society.

If I was to live life again, I wouldnt make any changes.

I like living alone.

When I'm on Faro, I'm never lonely.

I don't really go out. I don't know, it just doesn't really do anything for me. Being around a loud environment with a bunch of people is just not my thing.

I am a very lucky person because I am not focused on social media and all that happens around.

Every time I go to a spa, I think that's the most luxurious experience ever.

If you live in a small space, you should do the things that make it feel luxurious.

I don't get mad too much.

Happiness is not necessarily a drama magnet.

I really do feel very lucky. I've had my kids and my relationships. I've set my life down - I'm in my house, and I'm alone with my children - and I'm at peace, and that's a really nice feeling. All I really want in my life is to maintain that.

He cuddled her back into his arms and sighed, closing his eyes as the flames in the gas logs danced like sugar-plums. Gracie watched them across his broad chest, feeling the happiness like a flame inside her heart. Somewhere she heard Christmas carols being sung and a dog barking in the distance. Closer, she heard the strong, regular beat of Jason's heart under her ear. Christmas wasn't only in her heart. It was in her arms.

A garden should be natural-seeming, with wild sections, including a large area of bluebells.

She was so happy that she had gone quiet all over. She felt like someone listening to great chords of music that were not to be interrupted by speaking. (p. 152)

And slept peacefully.

For at eight o'clock the world came to an end. It was reading time. The hours between eight in the evening and one or two in the morning have always been my magic hours. Against the blue candlewick bedspread the white pages of my open book, illuminated by a circle of lamplight, were the gateway to another world.

She was a woman who let life happen to her without troubling her mind about things more than was necessary.

Topaz was wonderfully patient - but sometimes I wonder if it is not only patience, but also a faint resemblance to cows.