Quotes About Peace

I have gone back to sleep in order to resist the forces of change. And I have stayed awake and been broken open. Both ways are difficult, but one way brings with it the gift of a lifetime. If we can stay awake when our lives are changing, secrets will be revealed to us—secrets about ourselves, about the nature of life, and about the eternal source of happiness and peace that is always available, always renewable, already within us.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing," he writes, "there is a field. I'll meet you there.

What ensued will go down in the record of my heart as one of those rare times in life when you finally rest—when you put down the burden of striving and a sense of well-being spreads like honey into every corner of your consciousness. There was nowhere else to go, nothing to do, no one to be—just now, just this precious day, these shared breaths with a friend.

Love is the light that casts no shadow.

The rocks fell where she laid them with a faint flat sound, and the afternoon seemed very still back of the dove calls and the cries of the plovers, back of a faint dying phrase, 'in the time of man'.

She lay there all the day, falling out of her deep sleep into a hurt dream now and then but gathering back into nothingness and numbness in the end.

I like it that order exists somewhere even if it shatters near me.

We do not argue that war is better than peace; we are not so stupid as that. But it is not peace when cruelty reigns, when stronger men steal from farmers and craftworkers, when the child can be enslaved or the old thrown out to starve, and no one lifts a hand. That is not peace: that is conquest, and evil.

Faith and mental stability aren't mutually exclusive.

Some people ask me what it's like to be forgiven, to feel grace. It's like walking on a long stretch of beach with nothing in sight but sky and waves and sand. With the sun piercing its brightness, the water tickling my toes, the roaring of the sea singing omniscience and power and yet, a deep peace, the waters changing from sandy brown to light green to a heavy blue, the waves cresting with the white peaks and then rushing to find my toes.

But healing isn't the same as recovery, is it? Healing slides way down in your heart and settles there.

I have found heaven on earth, since heaven is God, and God is in my soul.

Until about age ten or so, a child thrives on spending special quiet time with a parent before bed. Reading books, talking, giving back rubs, and simply being together quietly are all important prebed rituals. Actually, I find that most parents who do not have a formal bedtime routine typically spend that last hour before bed fighting with their children about going to bed—now that is unpleasant and unnecessary.

take fifteen to thirty minutes to help him transition from the activity of the day to the relaxed state needed for sleep.

I only have one tip on how to stop an argument. Decide that "Feeling Good" is far more important than "Being Right!

After a couple of days of complete hell , rest is at the top of the agenda. As he fades away to an overdue peacefulness, he misses her .

He had long been indifferent to which side won; he wished only that one or the other would do so decisively while he was still alive.

the land closest to the setting sun would get dark, almost black against the orange line of horizon, but if you turn around, the land is still available to the eye with such softness, the few trees, the quiet fields of cover crops already turned, and the sky lingering, lingering then finally dark. As though the soul can be quiet for those moments. All life amazes me.

The key to contentment was to never ask why; she had learned that long ago.

Er was iets aan haar wat ten diepste -bijna wezenlijk- in harmonie was met zichzelf, zoals iemand is, denk ik, wanneer allebei zijn ouders van hem hebben gehouden.

told me my presence is what he found to be the greatest comfort and so he would fall back to sleep.

Helen worked in her back garden, planting her tulip and crocus bulbs. Her irritation with the world had dampened into a cushion of soft melancholy that went with her everywhere.

You learn to, when you don't feel safe. You can always take a catnap sitting up.

Had they known at these moments to be quietly joyful?