Quotes About Serenity

Walk aimlessly in the streets; this is a good meditation! Walk aimlessly in the forests; this is a good meditation!

Walk in the narrow streets after midnight under moonlight! Tranquillity is like a sugar for the mind; you think better in the silence of empty spaces!

Walking in the nature is a reincarnation!

What have you got if you do not have a peaceful corner where you can refresh yourself?

What is better than a peaceful man? What is worse than an aggressive man?

You can't think well while people are around you! Best thoughts visit us in the twilight of solitude!

You have friends and one of them is your best friend. And now, make the nature as your second best friend and spend time often with it!

You need a temple to feel good spiritually? Go to a beautiful garden!

In silence man can most readily preserve his integrity.

Run into peace.

The most powerful prayer, one well-nigh omnipotent, and the worthiest work of all is the outcome of a quiet mind. The quieter it is the more powerful, the worthier, the deeper, the more telling and more perfect the prayer is. To the quiet mind all things are possible. What is a quiet mind? A quiet mind is one which nothing weighs on, nothing worries, which, free from ties and from all self-seeking, is wholly merged into the will of God and dead to its own.

The silence accentuates the beauty of him. The beauty of this first boy of theirs.

Nature looks more beautiful in the rain

They say that when Judgement day comes, the people of Amalfi will have no change in life, for they are already living in paradise...

She wanted something she didn't have words for- peace, numbness, something.

Mostly I think I've learned to trust God more. I mean, if I start getting worried or freaked, I just try to put it in God's hands. Sometimes I imagine God cradling the globe in his hands, and I tell myself that as long as I'm with God, the Creator of the universe, I can be comfortable and at home anyplace on the planet.

Nothing is more useful than silence.

And when Quimet saw the doves flying above our roof and only above our roof, his face stopped looking so yellow and he said everything was okay. When the doves got sick of flying they started to come down, first one and then another. They went back in the dovecote like old ladies going to mass, taking little steps and jerking their heads like wind-up toys.

to that place where no one could hear me but the sand when I walked upon it, where I could write and work, where I could read and sleep, where no one needed me except the shoreline to remark upon its incredible beauty.

I write to make peace with the things I cannot control.

O que importa não é passear de noite mas deixar a noite passear-se em nós.

Naquele sossego, a única coisa que apetece é fazer demorar o tempo.

A melhor maneira de fugir é ficar parado.

Live simple, and simply live.