Quotes About Peace

I would neither defend myself from him, nor would I fight him. For the longest time, against the counsel of all who cared about me, I resisted even consulting a lawyer, because I considered even that to be an act of war. I wanted to be all Gandhi about this. I wanted to be all Nelson Mandela about this. Not realizing at the time that both Gandhi and Mandela were lawyers.

Nunca discutas sobre Dios. Lo mejor es decir «Estoy de acuerdo contigo». Entonces vas a tu casa y rezas lo que tú quieres. Ésta es mi idea para que las personas estén en paz con la religión.

Let your intention be freedom from useless suffering. Then, let go.

this blessing of loneliness was not really loneliness. Real loneliness was something unendurable. What one wanted when exhausted by the noise and impact of physical bodies was not no people but disembodied people; all those denizens of beloved books who could be taken to one's heart and put away again, in silence, and with no hurt feelings.

Panic will kill you, even when nothing else wants to.

Eve Dinwoody would never be called pretty, but there was something alluring about her nonetheless. She had the sort of plainness that surpassed mere symmetry of feature, transcended simple beauty, and became quietly compelling. And when she smiled at him like that? With joy and happiness and a sort of peace? She was radiant.

A beautiful garden and a beautiful woman have much in common. They both bring peace and tranquillity to the man who is fortunate enough to possess them. Rachel was silent. To be possessed by Jeronimo was a dream she could never aspire to, but she would remember his words for ever.

I felt sure…that these creatures were never threatened by the grimness of history, either.

I preferred solitude anyway; it was the medium in which I had been raised, in which I swam comfortably.

Whatever is happening, whatever is changing, whatever is going or not going according to my plans—I release my hold on all of it. I leave behind who I think I am, who I want to be, what I want the world to be. I come home to the great peace of the present moment

But people do not always want peace as much as they want their own way.

Wanting peace does not bring it … and if trouble comes, a king or a realm must be prepared.

Create a cozy resting place with a blanket and pillow. Dim the lights or turn them off, and unplug any phones or devices that could disturb the peace. Turn on soft music or white noise. Sprinkle lavender scents and then bring your child to this restful room. Get your child settled and give him a massage or read a book, sing, or tell a story.

The secret of happiness is to enjoy the moment, without allowing unhappy memories or fear of the future to shadow the shining present.

Bucolic peace is not my ambience

I myself have no objection to comfort so long as it does not interfere with more important activities.

This was the crippling irony at the heart of the Confederate debates over the prospect of peace: the moments when Confederate military victories gave the South the greatest potential bargaining power were the very moments when Davis and the Confederate public were surest of their ultimate victory and therefore most unwilling to negotiate.

right after the evening meal, as I am

I want to clean myself like the window of a house, make myself clear for things to pass through. Flat and quiet.

I call upon you to draw from the depths of your being — to prove that we are a human race, to prove that our love outweighs our need to hate, that our compassion is more compelling than our need to blame

Not the least of my many blessings is that we have only one neighbour. If you have to have neighbours at all, it is at least a mercy that there should be only one; for with people dropping in at all hours and wanting to talk to you, how are you to get on with your life, I should like to know, and read your books, and dream your dreams to your satisfaction?

so I took it out with me into the garden, because the dullest book takes on a certain saving grace if read out of doors, just as bread and butter, devoid of charm in the drawing-room, is ambrosia eaten under a tree.

There is nothing so absolutely bracing for the soul as the frequent turning of one's back on duties.

They left off talking. They ceased to mention heaven. They were just cups of acceptance.