Quotes About Peace

A life of sunrises and lilacs, of friends and quiet moments. And a really good dog.

They [combatants in the Thirty Years' War] wanted peace and they fought for thirty years to be sure of it. They did not learn then, and have not learned since, that war only breeds war.

I am haunted by waters.

One great thing about fly fishing is that after a while nothing exists of the world but thoughts about fly fishing. It is also interesting that thoughts about fishing are often carried on in dialogue form where Hope and Fear—or, many times, two Fears—try to outweigh each other. One

make a fundamental change in the relationship between nations, organisations, religions and politics start to listen, learn and offer badly needed resources stop trying to impose our will on the rest of the world train our armies to offer constructive resolution to conflict not destructive work on our inner life and develop our humanity.

In reading he found solitude. In reading he could dispel the blare of the world.

More people have died in the name of religion than have ever died of cancer. And we try to cure cancer... What makes us take up arms against those who pray to the same God with different words?

When walking in open territory, bother no one. If someone bothers you, ask him to stop. If he does not stop, destroy him.

What is going to happen in the course of my day that will be an improvement over lying on something very soft, underneath something very warm, wearing only underwear, doing absolutely nothing, all by myself?

Whenever I can't sleep, I like to lie in the darkness and pretend I've been assassinated. I've found this is the best way to get comfortable. I imagine I'm in the coffin at my funeral, and people from my past are walking by my corpse and making comments about my demise.

It was, in retrospect, a remarkably easy time to be alive. There were still nuclear weapons, but there was not going to be a nuclear war. The internet was coming, but reluctantly, and there was no reason to believe it would be anything but awesome. The United States experienced a prolonged period of economic growth without the protracted complications of a hot or cold war, making it possible to focus on one's own subsistence as if the rest of society were barely there.

Without access to true chaos, we'll never have true peace. Unless everything can get worse, it won't get any better.

The photographer in my head says: Give me peace. Flash. Give me release. Flash.

I disconnect the telephone to keep the outside world in it's correct place.

You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception. Think of deep outer space, the incredible cold and quiet where your wife and kid wait. Silence, not heaven, would be reward enough.

We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.

I try to get centered: Watching white moon face The stars never feel anger Blah, blah, blah, the end

We fight wars. We fight for peace. We fight hunger. We love to fight. We fight and fight and fight, with our guns or mouths or money. And the planet is never one lick better than it was before us.

The precious gift of life must be preserved no matter now painful and pointless it seemed. Peace, I told them, is a gift so perfect that only God should grant it. I told people, only God's most selfish children would steal God's greatest gift, His only gift greater than life. The gift of death. This lesson is to the murderer, I said. This is to the suicide. This is to the abortionist. This is to the suffering and sick. Only God has the right to surprise His children with death.

Give me attention. Flash. Give me beauty. Flash. Give me peace and happiness, a loving relationship, and a perfect home. Flash.

In the outside world, he told me, there was no real silence.

Overrun with Goths wearing sandals and soaking lentils at home, the future I wanted is gone. The future I was promised. Everything I expected. The way everything was supposed to turn out. Happiness and peace and love and comfort.

The laws that keep us safe, these same laws condemn us to boredom. Without access to true chaos, we'll never have true peace. Unless everything can get worse, it won't get any better.

It's so hard to forget pain, but it's even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.