Quotes About Serenity

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone, and that's where I renew my springs that never dry up.

Inside myself is a place where I live all alone and that's where you renew your springs that never dry up.

You hear the bird's gurgling? Which pleasure! which charm! The field has by me a thousand charms.

Clutching the tablecloth tightly under her arm, the Queen felt for the second time that day a wave of dignity that made her lift her head and see everything at the same height as her batlike eyes. And this is why You saw me so calmly, Walking serenely Under the more than blue sky.

Alice's voice rang out confidently from the back of the room. "Silent night, holy night. All is calm, all is bright..." Her rendition was flawless: clear, true notes strung together in a necklace of sound, a gift for everyone in the room to wear.

But one immediate thing can be done right now, and that is: lower the temperature. Any way you can, and everybody. Just lower it.

What I got was not so much gifts and whishes come trues but a feeling of peace. I got peace itself, actually. And when you have peace, you can be strong; and when you are strong, you can get through what you have to get through, and not with exhaustion and frown marks and slumped shoulders but with relative happiness, and humor, and sometimes even gaiety.

You are the sky. Everything else – it's just the weather.

You are the sky. Everything else—it's just the weather.

darkness when the light went out was thankful and cooling.

your mind a petty tyrant who needs to organize and control the people and environment around you to establish serenity?

I see the shape of the wind on the water...

Isn't it fun,' she said and she smiled. I let the oars rest in the rowlocks. The water around the boat fell silent, and silently the cabin was floating up above the rocks and the smoke rose softly from the chimney, and how impossible it was to grasp that in the end something as fine as this could be ground into dust.

I could suddenly get a longing to be in a place where there was only silence. Years might go by and I did not think about it, but that does not mean that I did not long to be there. And now I am here, and it is almost exactly as I had imagined it.

All my life I have longed to be alone in a place like this. Even when everything was going well, as it often did. I can say that much. That it often did. I have been lucky. But even then, for instance in the middle of an embrace and someone whispering words in my ear I wanted to hear, I could suddenly get a longing to be in a place where there was only silence.

...'tis He, arrayed In the soft light of his own smiles, which spread Like radiance from the cloud-surrounded moon....

He has outsoared the shadow of our night;Envy and calumny and hate and pain,And that unrest which men miscall delightCan touch him not and torture not again;From the contagion of the world's slow stainHe is secure, and now can never mournA heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain.

The cloud shadows of midnight possess their own repose...

He is made one with Nature: there is heardHis voice in all her music, from the moanOf thunder to the song of night's sweet bird.

For love and beauty and delight, there is no death nor change.

I love all waste and solitary places; where we taste the pleasure of believing what we see. Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.

One wandering thought pollutes the day;

And beautiful, and there the sea I found Calm as a cradled child in dreamless slumber bound.

Calm as a slumbering babe, Tremendous Ocean lay. The mirror of its stillness showed The pale and waning stars