Quotes About Peace

Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep'st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)

She sat like patience on a monument smiling at grief.

We rest your hermits.

I think he would not wish himself anywhere but where he is.

I pray thee, peace. I will be flesh and blood, For there was never yet philosopher That could endure the toothache patiently, However they have writ the style of gods And made a push at chance and sufferance.

Ladies, you deserve To have a temple built you: all the swords In Italy, and her confederate arms, Could not have made this peace.

But Montague is bound as well as I, In penalty alike; and 'tis not hard, I think, For men so old as we to keep the peace.

On thee, the troubler of the poor world's peace! The worm of conscience still be-gnaw thy soul! Thy friends suspect for traitors while thou liv'st, And take deep traitors for thy dearest friends!

Hark! Peace! It was the owl that shrieked, the fatal bellman, Which gives the stern'st good-night. He is about it.

God's benison go with you; and with those That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!

Caesar. Nor heaven nor earth have been at peace to-night.      Thrice

Be careful for nothing; but in every thing by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. 7 And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds# through Christ Jesus.

Reading - the best state yet to keep absolute loneliness at bay.

Maybe that's the key to happiness—being sort of dumb, not wanting to know any of the answers.

For me the real healers were seclusion and time.

H. W. Longfellow, "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.

If we don't let go of our resentment and regret, we become prisoners of the past.

He who lives not in time, but in the present, is happy. —LUDWIG VON WITTGENSTEIN

Instead of attacking, focused on taking away the stick.

The peace we can aspire to then is not a harmonious peace of the grave, nor a submissive peace of the slave, but a hardworking peace of the brave.

then found a bench in a

can go for weeks without hearin' the sound of a human voice. And I love it, Melody. I love it. I don't need people the way you do. Hell, I don't even like most people.

I can go for weeks without hearin' the sound of a human voice. And I love it, Melody. I love it. I don't need people the way you do. Hell, I don't even like most people.

Rest and be thankful.