Quotes About Peace

Forgiveness is mandatory; reconciliation is optional.

Never is a woman so fulfilled as when she chooses to underwhelm her schedule so she can let God overwhelm her soul.

Through grace we are helped not to stumble and through grace we know that we are being welcomed. What more can we ask?

Most people want peace without the aloneness of [spiritual] power. And they want the self-confidence of adulthood without having to grow up.

And there is yet another joy, even greater. It is the joy of communion with God.

Aware of their intimate connectedness to God, they experience a surcease of loneliness. There is communion.

Love costs less than hate. (Told to Ma by her babysitter, Tirza the Winebath Girl.)

If you turn your face to the Sun, my boy, your soul will, when you come to die, feel like an autumn, with the golden fruits of the earth hanging in rich clusters ready to be gathered – not like a winter. You may feel ever so worn, but you will not feel withered. You will die in peace, hoping for the spring – and such a spring!

It was a troubled night, the last they spent in the castle. Not many slept. But the lord of it had long understood that what could cease to be his never had been his, and slept like a child.

eu não odeio nada nem ninguém - perdono a tutti, como na ópera.

Para que queres tu mais alguns instantes de vida? Para devorar e seres devorado depois? Não estás farto do espetáculo e da luta? Conheces de sobejo tudo o que eu te deparei menos torpe ou menos aflitivo: o alvor do dia, a melancolia da tarde, a quietação da noite, os aspectos da Terra, o sono, enfim, o maior benefício das minhas mãos. Que mais queres tu, sublime idiota?

I preferred to sleep, which is an interim way of dying.

When neither their property nor their honour is touched the majority of man live content

It is of the greatest important in this world that a man should know himself, and the measure of his own strength and means; and he who knows that he has not a genius for fighting must learn how to govern by the arts of peace.

Anger is not bitterness. Bitterness can go on eating at a man's heart and mind forever. Anger spends itself in its own time.

If I sit for a while, then my impatience, crossness, frustration, are indeed annihilated, and my sense of humor returns.

The world has been abnormal for so long that we've forgotten what it's like to live in a peaceful and reasonable climate. If there is to be any peace or reason, we have to create it in our own hearts and homes.

If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time.

But when the world is, indeed, in chaos, then an affirmation of cosmos becomes essential.

It's my worst trouble, getting fond. If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time.

If God's peace is in our hearts, we carry it with us, and it can be given to those around us, not by our own will or virtue, but by the Holy Spirit working through us. We cannot give what we do not have, but if the spirit blows through the dark clouds, and enters our hearts, we can be used as vehicles of peace, and our own peace will be thereby deepened. The more peace we give away, the more we have.

You know, my dears, the world has been abnormal for so long that we've forgotten what it's like to live in a peaceful and reasonable climate. If there is to be any peace or reason, we have to create it in our own hearts and homes.

It hasn't happened yet, nuclear war. No missiles have been sent. As long as it hasn't happened, there's a chance that it may not happen.

The winter is cold, is cold. All's spent in keeping warm. Has joy been frozen, too? I blow upon my hands Stiff from the biting wind. My heart beats slow, beats slow. What has become of joy? If joy's gone from my heart Then it is closed to You Who made it, gave it life... Elusive, evasive, peace comes Only when it's not sought. Help me forget the cold That grips the grasping world...