Quotes About Peace

Dr. Vincent Gilbert lived in the heart of the forest. Away from human conflict, but also away from human contact. It was a compromise he was more than happy to make.

It's good to be reminded now and then that such things exist." "What things?" "Beauty. Peace." She held his eyes. "Goodness. But they're fragile and can so easily disappear, unless people are willing to do what's necessary to defend them.

Shakespeare: …the best way to peace is to have a still and quiet conscience. Or none at all, thought Gamache.

He had his treasure, but finally all he wanted was his family. And peace.

He read the familiar first lines of the book and felt the calm come over him, like a comforter.

He was reminded again what Abbie Hoffman had said: We must eat what we kill. That would put an end to war.

holding on to resentments only binds you to the person you hate.

I am tired," Gamache murmured as he walked into the gentle little village. "But I am at peace.

Happy people didn't drink themselves to sleep every night.

He knew in his heart that anything that offered such peace had great value.

Do you know why we're all happy here, monsieur? Because it's the last house on the road.

Haven't you ever heard of an artist's muse?" the barman asked. "They all seem to either have one or want one. Me, all I want is peace and quiet.

She'd taught him that order was freedom. To live in chaos was to live in a prison. Order freed the mind for other things.

We long to find home. After years and years of making war on everyone around us, on ourselves, we just want peace.' 'And

I don't know, Armand. It made me sick. And sad. And glad I live far—" "From the madding crowd?" Vincent Gilbert smiled and nodded. "Yes. I peek out every now and then, then scuttle back to my little cabin, where I hope so-called civilization won't find me.

Most unhappiness comes from not being able to sit quietly in a room." "Pascal,

She seemed tired, but also calm. "It's good to be reminded now and then that such things exist." "What things?" "Beauty. Peace." She held his eyes. "Goodness. But they're fragile and can so easily disappear, unless people are willing to do what's necessary to defend them.

who would want to kill kindness.

Reine-Marie put her head back and laughed. Armand smiled, then turned full circle. His gaze took in the dark forests and luminous homes, the three huge pines and the soft snow falling from the sky, as though the Heavens had opened, and all the angels were joining them. Here. Here. "Dad." Armand turned.

Julian of Norwich said it first, you know," said Myrna. "All shall be well, and all shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.

Was the final fear that, in losing his fears, he would also lose his joy?

But, like peace, comfort didn't come from hiding away or running away. Comfort first demanded courage

here, here, there was peace. The deep peace that comes not just with quiet, but with familiarity.

Until we made peace with the less agreeable parts of our past they'd continue to heckle us from way down the long house. And sometimes the really loud, obnoxious ones told us what to do, directing our actions even years later.