Quotes About Serenity

Entering the Valley, gazing overwhelmed with the multitude of grand objects about us, perhaps the first to fix our attention will be the Bridal Veil, a beautiful waterfall on our right. Its brow, where it first leaps free from the cliff, is about 900 feet above us; and as it sways and sings in the wind, clad in gauzy, sun-sifted spray, half falling, half floating, it seems infinitely gentle and fine; but the hymns it sings tell the solemn fateful power hidden beneath its soft clothing.

longing for the mountains

take me into the mountains

And into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul.

Take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that seek no attention.

A morning when you become a pure vessel For what wants to ascend from silence

nor my favorite blue, the cobalt colour of silence.

To be spiritually minded is life and peace. -- Rom. 8:6 Set your affection on things above. -- Col. 3:2

The words of the text explained: to be spiritually minded is life and peace. Rom. 8:6.

In a calm sea every man is a pilot.

Sunday morning, coming down.

emotional state, or need for respite?

It's better to be a dog in peace, than a man in war.

Being at ease with himself put him at ease with the world.

Sometimes when she was alone, and she knew she was alone, she permitted her mind to play in a garden, and she smiled.

What pillow can one have like a good conscience?

As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment.

My wife, my Mary, goes to her sleep the way you would close the door of a closet. So many times I have watched her with envy. Her lovely body squirms a moment as though she fitted herself into a cocoon. She sighs once and at the end of it her eyes close and her lips, untroubled, fall into that wise and remote smile of the Ancient Greek gods. She smiles all night in her sleep, her breath purrs in her throat, not a snore, a kitten's purr... She loves to sleep and sleep welcomes her.

S-l-o-w-ness--it gave meaning to everything. It made everything royal.

One who was born by the ocean or has associated with it cannot ever be quite content away from it for very long

He lived in a strange, silent house and looked out of it through calm eyes. He was a stranger to all the world, but he was not lonely.

In the deep spring when the grass was green on fields and foothills, when the lupines and poppies made a splendid blue and gold earth, when the great trees awakened in yellow-green young leaves, then there was no more lovely place in the world. It was no beauty you could ignore by being used to it. It caught you in the throat in the morning and made a pain of pleasure in the pit of your stomach when the sun went down over it.

It is a time of quiet joy, the sunny morning. When the glittery dew is on the mallow weeds, each leaf holds a jewel which is beautiful if not valuable. This is no time for hurry or for bustle. Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morning. Pablo

The pictures were designed to soothe without arousing interest – engravings of cows in ponds, deer in streams, dogs in lakes. Wet animals seem to serve some human need.