Quotes About Serene

It was a quaint, quiet square, very typical of London, full of an accidental stillness.

where Chicago's vast and growing Negro population shifted and moved and stretched its great limbs ominously, reaching out and out in protest and overflowing the bounds that irked it. Her serene face and her quiet manner, her bland interest and friendly look protected her.

Edinburgh. A soft gray loveliness, fog-shrouded, gray-green, gray-blue, gray-gray, mauve, melting, misting over, grave.

I am twenty miles or more from the nearest fellow human, but instead of loneliness I feel loveliness. Loveliness and a quiet exultation.

We love the beautiful and serene, but we have a feeling as deep as love for the terrible and dark.

Peace be to this house.

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

It's cool to have a well run, comfortable and inviting home.

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…

The apartment is sleek and shiny, full of deep carpets that swallow noise.

I get really quiet when I'm nervous. I don't freak out.

Rolling country, not yet quite mountainous, with woods and lakes, is what I like best.

I like a kind of quiet place - Wimbledon Village, for example.

America is a hurricane, and the only people who do not hear the sound are those fortunate if incredibly stupid and smug White Protestants who live in the center, in the serene eye of the big wind.

I have bougainvillea and a magnolia tree outside my window. Not that anything will ever beat the view I had from my desk window in my little farmhouse in Nebraska. Just a dirt road stretching out as far as you could see, with prairie grass on either side.

My soul is fine, thanks.

Peace is the first thing the angels sang.

There's a goose asleep in the rain!

Peace is the center of the atom, the core of quiet within the storm. It is not a cessation . . .

beauty is nothing but the start of terror we can hardly bear, and we adore it because of the serene scorn it could kill us with

This night, so tranquil now, will not go hence.

We first observe how dreary and disagreeable an overclouded day is when a single sunbeam pierces through, and offers to us the exhilarating splendor of a serene hour.

Know, then, whatever cheerful and serene Supports the mind supports the body too.

Invite Divine Order into your life today and a more serene tomorrow will unfold.