Quotes About Peace

I am looking forward enormously to getting back to the sea again, where the overstimulated psyche can recover in the presence of that infinite peace and spaciousness.

In the original form of the word, to worry someone else was to harass, strangle, or choke them. Likewise, to worry oneself is a form of self-harassment. To give it less of a role in our lives, we must understand what it really it is.

People who refuse to let go are becoming more common, and each case teaches us the same valuable lesson: Don't engage in a war. Wars rarely end well because by definition someone will have to lose.

Having your head in the clouds, even for just a few minutes each day, is good for your mind, good for your body, and good for your soul.

May answers come to me by easeful attraction rather than stressful pursuit, and may all beings benefit from these inquiries.

let go of expectations, for expectations lead to suffering.

I allowed myself one more thought. Maybe, just maybe, everything was pretty fine, just the way it was. Tank lived that way. Why not me?

tried to put aside his resentment; only

I just wanted to tell you that I understand if you go. It's okay if you have to leave us. It's okay if you want to stop fighting.

Letting go. Everyone talks about it like it's the easiest thing. Unfurl your fingers one by one until your hand is open.

It's quiet now. So quiet that can almost hear other people's dreams.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I've heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

It's ok if you want to stop fighting.

Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind.

Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams.

It's nice, this. The canal." He looks at me. "You." "I'll bet you say that to all the canals.

Forgivenesss: It's a miracle drug. It's God's miracle drug.

It's quiet now. So quiet that you can almost hear other people's dreams So quiet that you can almost hear me tell Gramps, Thank you.

I didn't believe it was happening. But it was. Just being here, being away, it was all so much easier in a way I didn't anticipate. In a way I didn't think my life could be anymore. It was a huge relief.

Oddly enough, though, that day with Lulu it didn't feel anything like falling. It felt like arriving

Where you need to be?" he asked me. And I had the strangest thought: Right here is where I need to be.

Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that's what it's like, I wouldn't mind. If that's what dying is like, I wouldn't mind that at all.

Que alguien me despierte cuando haya acabado, cuando el silencio nocturno pase del negro al dorado sólo quiero tenderme en un lecho de tréboles. Oh, necesito ayuda con esta carga.

sometimes you have harmony and other times you have cacophony.