Quotes About Serenity

to live in good morals means calm and peace for the conscience, however much disquiet there may be in the flesh in public.

I do know that some Buddhists are able to attain peace of mind.

Be serene. It is not what happens to you, it is how you deal with it.

If you cannot find peace within yourself, you will never find it anywhere else.

There is another sort of beauty playing always about the Pueblo country, beauty of cloud and rain and split sunlight... Everywhere peace, impenetrable timelessness of peace, as though the pueblo and all it contains were shut in a glassy fourth dimension, near and at the same time inaccessibly remote.

They knew how to be content with the ordinary and the simple. There was something to be said for that, and if Anthony could only learn that sort of contentment, maybe he wouldn't need those deep-breathing

The best feelings are those that have no words to describe them....

When a heart finds another, what's a cloud more or less in the sky?

I had found a kind of serenity, a new maturity... I didn't feel better or stronger than anyone else but it seemed no longer important whether everyone loved me or not--more important now was for me to love them. Feeling that way turns your whole life around; living becomes the act of giving.

Let us cross over the river and rest under the shade of the trees.

A woman who could always love would never grow old; and the love of mother and wife would often give or preserve many charms if it were not too often combined with parental and conjugal anger. There remains in the face of women who are naturally serene and peaceful, and of those rendered so by religion, an after-spring, and later an after-summer, the reflex of their most beautiful bloom.

Little deeds of kindness, little words of love, Make our Earth an Eden like the heaven above.

True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart.

Nights like this. They go on and on, outlasting the moon, because they're made of something else, something as quiet as a heartbeat and as sweeping as the wind.

Darkness was a beautiful thing. The kiss of a shadow. A caress as soft as moonlight.

A perfect night... a perfect forever

May the good grant you a still heart, heavy eyes, and angels guarding at your door.

And all I want is to hold her and make the rest of the world go away.

The house is still, like the breath has been punched out of it.

It may be, that the hour when any event, however startling, however painful, could move her from this cold serenity, had for ever passed away. It may be, that having outlived all the happiness of her life, she had almost outlived the faculty of feeling or of suffering, and must henceforth exist only for the world — a distinguished actress in the great comedy of fashionable life.

I love to fly. It's just you're alone, there's peace and quiet, nothing around you but clear blue sky. No one to hassle you. No one to tell you where to go or what to do. The only bad part about flying is having to come back down to the fuckin' world.

Make the rocking chair a haven, a place to concentrate totally on each other and on the developing bond.

And also the fact that I no longer have to worry about being murdered. That was wearing on my nerves.

The other ponds, our pond included, are just as they have always been.