Quotes About Peace

cosmic benevolence.

Um velório deveria ter a beleza do outono, toda a beleza do último adeus.

Alberto Caeiro: "Sejamos simples e calmos como os regatos e as árvores, e Deus amar-nos-á fazendo de nós belos como as árvores e os regatos...". Deus nos amará quando formos como as árvores!

Jesus dizia aos perturbados pelas ansiedades da vida que eles deviam olhar para as flores a fim de aprender delas tranquilidade.

A paixão é uma perturbação da tranquilidade da alma.

You have to learn that if you start making sure you feel good, everything will be okay.

Why, if we're still breathing and eating, is there such unhappiness? Dissatisfaction is part of the deal of living because simple existence is full of contradictions; we want individuality, to stand out from the crowd, yet we want be part of a tribe. We're driven and busy and yet we want peace. And worst of all, we want things to stay the same despite the fact that everything changes

Before everyone stands a image of what he ought to be. So long as he is not that his peace is not complete.

My only wish is that my wishes be at rest.

Only in dreams does the happiness of the earth dwell.

There are many gods . . . gods of beauty and magic, gods of the garden, gods in our own backyards, but we go off to foreign countries to find new ones, we reach to the stars to find new ones--. . . . The god of the church is a jealous god; he cannot live in peace with other gods.

Somehow I fell asleep in the graveyard.

There's no jealousy in the grave.

War is an ill thing, as I surely know. But 'twould be an ill world for weaponless dreamers if evil men were not now and then slain.

Today, how do we intend to hear the heartbeat of God? What will we do to make it possible for us to hear God's comforting, peacegiving, and guiding voice? Rueben P. Job

A garden isn't meant to be useful. It's for joy. Rumer Godden found in Power of Simple Living by Ellyn Sanna

Out beyond ideas of rightdoing and wrongdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.

silence is the language of god, all else is poor translation.

Either give me more wine or leave me alone.

Hear blessings dropping their blossoms around you.

Beauty surrounds us.

If you could untie your wings and free your soul of jealousy, you and everyone around you would fly up like doves.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about.

Take someone who doesn't keep score, who's not looking to be richer, or afraid of losing, who has not the slightest interest even in his own personality: he's free.