Quotes About Peace

Just as there are several solitudes, so there are several silences.

Life is precious and there's not a lot of room for anger.

There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness and death.

There is no such thing as inner peace. There is only nervousness or death. Any attempt to prove otherwise constitutes unacceptable behavior.

Elle éprouvait une paix qui peut-être était de la déception. Elle ignorait qu'elle ne serait pas toujours secourue ; non, les morts ne secourent pas les vivants : nous les avons invoqués en vain au bord de l'abîme ; leur silence, leur absence ressemblaient à une complicité.

How rare it is to find a soul quiet enough to hear God speak.

Sometimes happiness is not knowing the whole story.

Lesson no. 5: Sometimes happiness is not knowing the whole story

The best advice is found on the pillow', he

those who believed in the Good Lord, for whom death was just a journey, and it didn't make them sad at all

I won't undertake war until I have tried all the arts and means of peace.

Dream Song: In the heavens A noise, Like the rustling of the trees.

In the new era of your life, Bring love for hate, peace for strife

She lay there with her eyes closed, as if sleep were a shy creature that might venture out if she played dead. But every time it seemed to be drawing closer, some loud thought would crash and blunder through the undergrowth, putting it to flight.

Besides, woods made sense. Woods were home.

Sleep swallowed her like a pond gulping a pebble.

I am writing in the garden. To write as one should of a garden one must not write outside it or merely somewhere near it, but in the garden.

Say your fears into the dark, my darling, and they will go away.

At Bramasole, the first secret spot that draws me outside is a stump and board bench on a high terrace overlooking the lake and valley. Before I sit down, I must bang the board against a tree to knock off all the ants. Then I'm happy. With a stunted oak tree for shelter and a never-ending view, I am hidden. No one knows where I am. The nine-year-old's thrill of the hideout under the hydrangea comes back: My mother is calling me and I am not answering.

La muerte es el fin de toda angustia, el más tranquilo sueño, el eterno descanso. El que ha gozado debe retirarse de la vida como huésped satisfecho; el que ha sufrido, recibir gustoso a la que viene a cortar el hilo de sus desaventuras. [pp.150]

Aside from what it teaches you, there is simply the indescribable degree of peace that can be achieved on a sailing vessel at sea. I guess a combination of hard work and the seemingly infinite expanse of the sea - the profound solitude - that does it for me.

But some nights, I must tell you, I go down there after everyone has fallen asleep. I swim back and forth in the echoing blackness. I sing a love song as well as I can, lost for a while in the home of the rain.

But tonight, the lion of contentment has placed a warm heavy paw on my chest.

What horrifies me most about war memorials is that no anti-war sentiments are ever displayed. It's as if war is fun or noble, when actually it's all about shit and snot and blood and guts and soldiers stomachs hanging out and people with their faces blown off. But they never showed that side of it. Perhaps, if they did, there'd be less of it.