Quotes About Peace

La felicidad tenía que ser otra cosa, algo quizá más triste que esta paz y este placer.

Aunque hiciéramos tantas veces el amor la felicidad tenía que ser otra cosa, algo quizá más triste que esta paz y este placer, un aire como de unicornio o isla, una caída interminable en la inmovilidad.

Demasiado tarde, siempre, porque aunque hiciéramos tantas veces el amor la felicidad tenía que ser otra cosa, algo quizá más triste que esta paz y este placer, un aire como de unicornio o isla, una caída interminable en la inmovilidad.

Estábamos bien, y poco a poco empezábamos a no pensar. Se puede vivir sin pensar.

Demasiado tarde, siempre, porque aunque hiciéramos tantas veces el amor la felicidad tenía que ser otra cosa, algo quizá más triste que esta paz y este placer, un aire como de unicornio o isla, una caída interminable en la inmovilidad. La

The absurdity is that it doesn't look like an absurdity. The absurdity is that you go out in the morning and find a bottle of milk on the doorstep and you are at peace because the same thing happened to you yesterday and will happen again tomorrow.

Con tan poca cosa puede un hombre ser feliz», pensó. «Ni siquiera un beso. Con tan poco. La taza de té preparada con su mínima liturgia, un insecto dormido sobre un libro, un perfume viejo. Sí, casi la nada…»

Salir, hacer, poner al día, no eran cosas que ayudaran a dormirse.

Los libros van siendo el único lugar de la casa donde todavía se puede estar tranquilo.

Solitude should not be a burden, something that is suffered, that is borne involuntarily, or in which refuge is taken by force of circumstances, but rather, a natural, simple, and free disposition. In a text [Suttanip?ta] we read: 'Solitude is called wisdom, he who is alone will find that he is happy'.

Violence is unnecessary and costly. Peace is the only way.

The limitations of necessity made him free. He loved the necessity which exercised his faculties, and brought before his vision what he loved to see. he could have done nothing in other surroundings. Prostitutes were his sisters, and working men his brothers. Like them he was an outcast- an outcast who knew the peace of that despair which has long since given up useless strife.

Moyo kabla ya silaha

Will before weapons

Peace is born of hope, when hope is gone there will be social upheavals

Drop Thy still dews of quietness, Till all our strivings cease; Take from our souls the strain and stress, And let our ordered lives confess The beauty of Thy peace.

RENEWAL Imagine not that life is all doing. Stillness, too, is life; and in that stillness the mind cluttered with busyness quiets, the heart reaching to win rests, and we hear the whispered truths of God. —rabbi rami m. shapiro

Steven Pinker, a prominent Harvard professor who has devoted more than ten years to studying the decline in violence, the conclusion is evident: We live in the most peaceful era ever.

Meditation is one attempt! to be above the thinking of the mind, to Realize the inexplicable stage of awareness."

He breathed once more, holding the air in his chest, as if it were not air but something more--a sweet taste of freedom, of all cares lifted, everything over and done.

And isn't silence, in its way, a good sign? That everything is well, that the ship is still steaming safely away from shore?

Perhaps the greatest worry of all was that one day you would realize that all the worries of your life amounted to one thing: the desire to just stop worrying.

Too many what-ifs are just a way to keep yourself up at night, and there's not enough decent sleep to go around.

O sleep! O gentle sleep! Nature's soft nurse, how have I frighted thee, That thou no more wilt weigh my eyelids down And steep my senses in forgetfulness? —SHAKESPEARE, Henry IV, Part II