Quotes About Peace

The world is not to be put in order; the world is order, incarnate. It is for us to harmonize with this order.

It's good to be just plain happy; it's a little better to know that you're happy; but to understand that you're happy and to know why and how… and still be happy, be happy in the being and the knowing, well that is beyond happiness, that is bliss.

To live without killing is a thought which could electrify the world, if men were only capable of staying awake long enough to let the idea soak in.

If there is to be any peace it will come through being, not having.

Sleep is my escape. It gives me a break from the ceaseless self awareness that I choke on.

Love is not getting, but giving. Not a wild dream of pleasure and madness of desire - oh, no - love is not that! It is goodness and honor and peace and pure living - yes, love is that and it is the best thing in the world and the thing that lives the longest.

Heaven is blessed with perfect rest but the blessing of earth is toil.

A peace that depends on fear is nothing but a suppressed war.

My soul, there is a countryFar beyond the starsWhere stands a winged sentryAll skillful in the wars:There, above noise and danger,Sweet Peace is crown'd with smiles,And One born in a mangerCommands the beauteous files.

When thou dost shine, darkness looks white and fair, Forms turn to music, clouds to smiles and air; Rain gently spends his honey-drops, and pours Balm on the cleft earth, milk on grass and flowers. Bright pledge of peace and sunshine!

All was silent as before - All silent save the dripping rain

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain

All your strength is in your union.All your danger is in discord;Therefore be at peace henceforward,And as brothers live together.

The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain.

Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care, And come like the benediction That follows after prayer.

And the night shall be filled with music,And the cares, that infest the day,Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,And as silently steal away.

All was silent as before — All silent save the dripping rain.

The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.

The love of learning, the sequestered nooks, And all the sweet serenity of books

If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, And wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head; "There is no peace on earth," I said; "For hate is strong, And mocks the song Of peace on earth, good-will to men!" Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: "God is not dead, nor doth he sleep! The Wrong shall fail, the Right prevail, With peace on earth, good-will to men!

And the night shall be filled with music, And the cares, that infest the day, Shall fold their tents like the Arabs, and silently steal away.

It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Worry is rust upon the blade.