Quotes About Peace

forgiveness is not a choice you make for someone else; it is a choice you make for yourself.

Without forgiveness, there's no future.

Forgiveness is the way we return what has been taken from us and restore the love and kindness and trust that has been lost. With each act of forgiveness, whether small or great, we move toward wholeness. Forgiveness is nothing less than how we bring peace to ourselves and our world.

We do not need to succumb to the temptation to meet such a violation with retaliation. The only way to heal this hurt is to give voice to what ails us. It is only in this way that we can keep our pain and loss from taking root inside us. It is only in this way that we have a chance for freedom.

Only in restoring the web of connection can we find peace. I'm sure it is possible to heal in a mountaintop cave alone, but for most of us the quickest and deepest healing happens in the embrace of others.

we choose to either walk the path of revenge and be bound to suffering, or take the path of forgiveness and be freed into healing.

he would urge his compatriots to work for and which would form part of the Truth and Reconciliation Commission he was going to appoint to deal with our country's past. This man, who had been vilified and

Claire knew the flavor of solitude. It was cold as spring water, and not all could drink it; for some it was not refreshment, but mortal chill.

He thought of such places in a way that had no words, only recognizing one when he came to it. He might have called it holy, save that the feel of such a place had nothing to do with church or saint. It was simply a place he belonged to be, and that was sufficient.

The night was cold, and very quiet, as though we were the only two souls in the world.

I put a hand up to cup his cheek, warm and lightly stubbled. I didn't fool myself that this was paradise or even a refuge from the war - wars tended not to stay in one place but moved around, much in the manner of cyclones and even more destructive where they touched down. But for however long it lasted, this was home, and now was peace.

Not loneliness, but solitude. Not suffering, but endurance, the discovery of grim kinship with the rocks and sky. And the finding here of a harsh peace that would transcend bodily discomfort, a healing instead of the wounds of the soul.

Go to bed, Tom, he managed to say. Don't wake me in the morning. I plan to be dead.

That is what God is for. Worry doesna help—prayer does. Sometimes

solitude was in its own way a balm for loneliness.

You are alive. You are whole. All is well.

Forgiveness doesna make things go away.

But we do not fear silence, for often God speaks loudest in the quiet of our hearts." And

There was a curious peace in this day, a sense of things working quietly in their proper courses, nothing minding the upsets and turmoils of human concerns. Perhaps it was the peace that one always finds outdoors, far enough away from buildings and clatter. Maybe it was the result of gardening, that quiet sense of pleasure in touching growing things, the satisfaction of helping them thrive.

I found the rooted silence, rushing stream, and rustling leaves balm to the spirit.

But we do not fear silence, for often God speaks loudest in the quiet of our hearts.

Sleep, O sleep in the calm of all calm, Sleep, O sleep in the guidance of guidance, Sleep, O sleep in the love of all loves, Sleep, O beloved, in the Lord of life, Sleep, O beloved, in the God of life! It

The love of you has led me to my salvation, and to what I thought was my peace, once I thought ye dead. ...And here you are. ...I shall have no peace while ye live, woman. ...Mind, I dinna say I regret it.

Some nights, he even slept.