Quotes About Peace

Uyan?k geçen geceler I I??kl? bir dinleniÅŸ bu, ne hararet ne bitkinlik, yata??n üzerinde veya çay?rlar?n üstünde. Dost bu, ne ateÅŸli ne zay?f. Dost. Sevgili bu, ne ac? veren ne ac? çeken. Sevgili. Hiç aranmam?? hava ve dünya. Hayat. -Demek bu muydu? -Ve rüya ÅŸiddetleniyor

Le monde a soif d'amour: tu viendras l'apaiser.

He who does not enjoy solitude will not love freedom.

It is difficult to find happiness within oneself, but it is impossible to find it anywhere else.

I would wash the dust of the world in a soft green flood. Here between sea and sea in a fairy wood, I have found a delicate wave-green solitude.

But so long as we are occupied with any other object than God Himself, there will be neither rest for the heart nor peace for the mind. But when we receive all that enters our lives as from His hand, then, no matter what may be our circumstances or surroundings—whether in a hovel, a prison-dungeon, or a martyr's stake—we shall be enabled to say, "The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places" (Ps. 16:6).

The words "peace be multiplied" intimate that there are degrees of assurance concerning our standing with God

True happiness consists only in the enjoyment of God.

This is always the effect of sin; it destroys our peace, robs our joy and brings in its train a consciousness of guilt and a sense of shame.

Finally, attempt, with me, to assume and then to contemplate the opposite. To deny the divine decrees would be to predicate a world and all its concerns regulated by UN-designed chance or blind fate. Then what peace, what assurance, what comfort would there be for our poor hearts and minds? What refuge would there be to fly to in the hour of need and trial? None at all. There would be nothing better than the black darkness and abject horror of atheism.

The only cure for fear is for the eye to remain steadfastly fixed on the Lord. To be occupied with our circumstances and surroundings is fatal to our peace. It was so in the case of Peter as he started to walk on the waters to Christ. While he kept his gaze upon the Lord he was safe; but as soon as he became occupied with the winds and the waves, he began to sink.

O unsaved reader, if a work of grace has already begun in your heart so that you realize your wretchedness and long for that peace and rest which this poor world is unable to give, fix it firmly in your mind that One only can give you what you seek.

Život ztratil význam. Kdyby aspo? svitla nad?je na válku nebo povstání, jenže sv?tová situace se v posledních letech uklid?ovala. Což samo o sob? je dobré, ale pro profesionálního vojáka to zna?í nezam?stnanost.

Le cimetière se trouvait à six cents mètres de son extrémité, mais le bruit des avions ne dérangerait guère les défunts — pour ce que peuvent en savoir des vivants n'ayant encore aucune expérience personnelle de la question.

Nada hay más despreciable, ni peligroso, que un malvado que cada noche se va a dormir con la conciencia tranquila

Don Jaime relied on this to conserve what he defined as serenity: peace of mind and soul, the only fragment of wisdom to which human imperfection could aspire. His whole life lay before him, smooth, broad, and definitive, as untroubled by uncertainty as a river flowing to the sea.

Una civilización que renuncia a la posibilidad de recurrir a la violencia en sus pensamientos y acciones, se destruye a sí misma. Se convierte en un rebaño de corderos, a degollar por el primero que pase.

Lui e la sua barca hanno visto di tutto: il mare veramente brutto, quando Dio s'incazza, e quei lunghi, rossi tramonti mediterranei in cui l'acqua è uno specchio e la pace del mondo è la tua pace, e ti rendi conto di essere una goccia in un mare eterno.

semejante a una droga tranquila.

No pudieron vencer a mis dolores las noches, ni dar paz a mis enojos...

Un momento de pelea, había dicho alguna vez el Almirante, descubre más sobre la naturaleza esencial del ser humano que siglos de cultura, educación y paz.

Todas sus sensaciones alcanzaron una elevación hasta entonces ignorada para él. Vivió las experiencias de una vida infinitamente variada; murió y resucitó, amó hasta la pasión más ardiente y viose separado de nuevo y para siempre de su amada. Al fin, hacia el alba, cuando las primeras luces quebraban la penumbra, en su alma empezó a reinar una creciente paz, y las imágenes se tornaron más claras y permanentes.

Le complacía la paz conseguida cada vez que cerraba la portezuela de un taxi. Era lo más parecido a una tregua con el mundo exterior: todo en suspenso, al otro lado de la ventanilla, durante el trayecto. Apoyó la cabeza en el respaldo, encantado con la perspectiva.

tal vez la seguridad, de una existencia serena para el resto de sus años. Sin embargo, el sentimiento vuelve a estar