Peaceful Moment Quotes

Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.

My evening really begins when I take a long, hot bath. I light a candle, and I turn on the news and try to catch up. It's when I can breathe from the day to the night, and that means a lot to me.

My 'thing' is that I just lie in my immense bed and look out the window at the skyline over Virginia and the sky and the airplanes coming into Reagan. I really love doing that.

I try to get in quiet time and book time, but really, the only time I ever get that is when I'm on an airplane - I have a fear of flying, but I actually love flying because it's the only time I can sleep, and it's the only time I get to read.

An old man drinks tea and reads the newspaper--forgetting age for a moment.

My biggest thrill in life is to read in the afternoon until I fall asleep and take a nap.

Sometimes in the morning, when it's a good surf, I go out there, and I don't feel like it's a bad world.

I felt tired for the first time, and I thought of us lying down on some grassy patch of SeaWorld together, me on my back and she on her side with her arm draped against me, her head on my shoulder, facing me. Not doing anything--just lying there together beneath the sky, the night here so well lit that it drowns out the stars. And maybe I could feel her breathe against my neck, and maybe we could just stay there until morning and then the people would walk past us as they came into the park, and they would see us and think that we were tourists, too, and we could just disappear into them.

To follow the drops sliding from a lifting oar, Head up, while the rower breathes, and the small boat drifts quietly shoreward.

The time of day when there was quiet and serenity was every night when we gathered in my parents' bedroom and knelt down together and prayed.

There is no peace in the world until you find peace within yourself in this moment.

Holding up my purring cat to the moon. I sighed.

It's an hour during the week where you can just slow down.

Holding still for a moment, what a moment this is, Oh for a moment of forgetting, a moment of bliss

There was a beautiful time.

A breeze blows up, touching my cheek like a little child's kiss. It flutters a piece of paper. "Trash, out there? Must belong to one of us." We move closer, and when I reached for it, I find...... a perfect paper airplane.

Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.

When you have a house full of children, there's never a quiet moment, so I like getting out in the garden for a bit of time to myself.

I stood in the lee of an overhanging rock and thought of many things.

Such beauty, he thought, was too perfect to have come about by mere chance. That day in the center of the Pacific was, to him, a gift crafted deliberately, compassionately, for him and Phil. Joyful and grateful in the midst of slow dying, the two men bathed in that day until sunset brought is, and their time in the doldrums, to an end.

Peace is when time doesn't matter as it passes by.

But I would rather be with you, somewhere in San Francisco on a back porch in July, just looking up to Heaven, at this crescent in the sky

I saw doves and I thought they were rocks, but they were asleep. My breath made them stir, and they rocks took flight, the earth exploding... and my only thought was that I wanted you to see them, too.

My day typically starts with an early-morning walk through Central Park. It's a nice moment of calm before my routine starts.

If I have to spend a lot of time on planes, I try to think of this as time off. In certain ways, it's more restful than home: no Internet, no phones, no interruptions.