Quotes About Peace

Pretty," she commented to herself. "Oh, why can't all people be nice like this scenery and not make trouble?

We're not adding to the "Mommy Wars." You can lower your guard. We are looking for unexpected grace.

Sometimes you can only find Heaven by slowly backing away from Hell.

Resentment is like drinking a poison and waiting for the other person to die.

But you haven't never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied. You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don't love and don't have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined.

The quiet room was too peaceful and comfortable to worry in.

But you haven't never loved God nor even nair person. You hard and tough as cowhide. But just the same I knows you. This afternoon you going to roam all over the place without never being satisfied. You going to traipse all around like you haves to find something lost. You going to work yourself up with excitement. Your heart going to beat hard enough to kill you because you don't love and don't have peace. And then some day you going to bust loose and be ruined. Won't nothing help you then.

The heart must have something to rest upon, and if it is not God, it will be the world.

Pax Intrantibus, Salus Exeuntibus

Come and sit down girl, for days you've been flying around there like a bluebottle.

I often marveled that the interior peace of the woman was reflected so faithfully in her surroundings. Even the selection and arrangements of her possessions gave an aura of uncluttered calm. In addition, there was a directness in her approach to all of life--including housekeeping--that never failed to fascinate me. Miss Alice was a person to whom color, symmetry of line and contrast of texture were important.

The secret of her calm seemed to be that she was not trying to prove anything. She was—that was all. And her stance toward life seemed to say: God is—and that is enough.

Peace of mind comes in the strangest boxes.

Holly's theory about the army, Sharon explained. And what is it? Denise asked, intrigued. Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.

Her silence was worth more to her than a thousand words.In that silence,she had peace and clarity.Except during the night,when her own jumbled thoughts would keep her awake.

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

Oh, that fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.

And I'm not talking about becoming a millionaire and living happily ever after. I just mean reaching a point in my life that I can stop what I'm doing, take a look around me, breathe a sigh of relief, and think I'm where I want to be now.

I should have been afraid, walking through a mountainside in the dark by myself. Instead I felt safe, surrounded by the songs of birds, engulfed by the scents of sweet moss and pine, and cocooned in a mist that contained a little bit of magic.

Holly asked, sipping the hot tea, feeling it warm her insides.

I could float and drift and not have to speak to anybody, explain anything, just swim beneath the surface. It was always my escape. It still is now. Family, life, love, search, Cecelia Ahern, The Marble Collector

Close your eyes and stare into the dark. My father's advice when I couldn't sleep as a little girl.

I've learned that the best revenge is finding happiness again.

We don't always have to do something, we don't always have to create memories; sometimes it's just enough to simply remember. Today, these are the things that I remember.