Quotes About Peace

You will never live until you stop clinging to life. Let go. When you cling, happiness dies. If your happiness depends on anyone or anything, that's not happiness.

You don't have to do anything to acquire happiness. The great Meister Eckhart said very beautifully, "God is not attained by a process of addition to anything in the soul, but by a process of subtraction." You don't do anything to be free, you drop something. Then you're free.

If it is peace you want, seek to change yourself, not other people. It is easier to protect your feet with slippers than to carpet the whole of the earth.

In order to be genuinely happy there is one and only one thing you need to do: get deprogrammed, get rid of those attachments.

For in the death of the ego is freedom, peace, serenity, joy.

Though everything is a mess, all is well. Strange paradox, to be sure. But, tragically, most people never get to see that all is well because they are asleep. They are having a nightmare.

An attachment, by its very nature, makes you vulnerable to emotional turmoil and is always threatening to shatter your peace.

Ng??i ta không ??t ??n Thiên Chúa b?ng vi?c b? sung thêm cái gì vào linh h?n, nhÆ°ng là b?ng vi?c bá»›t Ä'i. ?? ???c tá»± do, b?n không c?n làm cái gì c?, b?n ch? c?n b? Ä'i má»™t cái gì Ä'ó thôi. Và b?n ???c tá»± do.

se esfuma tu capacidad de llevar una existencia alegre, despreocupada y serena. Comprueba cuán verdadero es esto si lo aplicas al apego que has elegido.

One of the biggest enemies to prayer is nervous tension.

Mintalah hati yang damai, walau dalam keadaan apa pun juga.

Sometimes the eye of a hurricane is the safest place to be.

And as he looked, turning the leaf over and back, Aethon saw that the cities on both sides of the page, the dark ones and the bright ones, were one and the same, that there is no peace without war, no life without death, and he was afraid.

Uncle Etienne says heaven is like a blanket babies cling to.

We act in the interest of peace.

De entre todas las cosas que he visto en la vida, creo que el mar es mi favorita. A veces me descubro mirándolo y me olvido completamente de mis obligaciones. Es lo bastante grande como para contener en su interior todas las cosas que un hombre puede sentir a lo largo de toda una vida.

He takes her hand to help her over the piles. No shells fall and no rifles crack and the light is soft and shot through with ash. Jutta, he thinks, I finally listened.

For portions of every day, she is happy.

Artillery has stopped for the moment, and the predawn fires inside the walls take on a steady middle life, an adulthood.

The quiet is fretful, unnatural.

the sound of the sea washes away all other sounds

unchanging, everlasting, no months, no years, every hour like spring on the clearest, most gold-green morning, the dew like ·[diamonds?]·, the towers like honeycombs, and the western zephyr was the only breeze…

Algumas vezes, eu me apanho encarando o mar e me esqueço de minhas tarefas. Parace grande o suficiente para conter qualquer coisa que as pessoas possam sentir.

Bandits wait around every corner to bash your skull and ghouls lurk in the shadows, hoping to drink your blood. Here you have cheese, wine, your friends, and your flock. What you already have is better than what you so desperately seek." But as a bee hurries to and fro, visiting every flower without pause, so my restlessness…