Quotes About Serene

I remember going out alone in a canoe. Somebody told me to lie in the bottom of the canoe and just drift. It was a small lake and I was perfectly safe. So I did that, and I drifted. It was quiet and peaceful. Suddenly, I heard a loon cry the first time I ever heard that marvelous sound.

Meditation makes the process of being in Solitude - Gorgeous!

Bali is the sort of place where you can walk down the street and find something picturesque.

I am not a city guy; I like peaceful surroundings and maybe a walk around a lake.

I have no desire to be a cat, which walks so lightly that it never creates a disturbance.

I love long power walks in the countryside.

I'm more on the country side than big cities.

There is just something about being out in open country, about seeing the sun rise over a pond, that's really beautiful.

What makes me really happy is a walk in the English countryside. A nice sunset, that British countryside - it means I'm home.

Who, if I cried out, would hear me among the angels' hierarchies? and even if one of them pressed me against his heart: I would be consumed in that overwhelming existence. For beauty is nothing but the beginning of terror, which we still are just able to endure, and we are so awed because it serenely disdains to annihilate us. Every angel is terrifying.

I like the silent church before the service begins, better than any preaching.

Our life is March weather, savage and serene in one hour.

Her face was like a snow-covered island upon which rain might fall, but it felt no rain; over which clouds might pass their moving shadows, but she felt no shadow.

Elle avait un visage menu, d'un blanc laiteux, et il s'en dégageait une espèce d'avidité sereine, d'inlassable curiosité pour tout ce qui l'entourait. Son expression suggérait une vague surprise ; ses yeux sombres se fixaient sur le monde avec une telle intensité que nul mouvement ne leur échappait.

A certain simplicity of thought is common to serene souls at both ends of the social scale.

We felt meditative, and fit for nothing but placid staring.

She was the epitome of stately sorrow each time she smiled.

Cl?diri ÅŸi forme f?r? contur zburau pe lînga el f?r? zgomot, purtate parc? implacabil pe suprafaÅ£a unui val puternic, atemporal.

Sally has a smile I would accept as my last view of earth, but it has a certain distance about it, it is under control, you can see her head going on working behind it.

Life seemed nearest to acceptable at four A.M.

It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.

Not far from this village, perhaps about two miles, there is a little valley or rather lap of land among high hills, which is one of the quietest places in the whole world. A small brook glides through it, with just murmur enough to lull one to repose; and the occasional whistle of a quail or tapping of a woodpecker is almost the only sound that ever breaks in upon the uniform tranquillity.

There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations.

Your eyes smile peace.