Sophie Swetchine Quotes

You can't be unhappy in the middle of a big, beautiful river.

I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.

Kauai is kind of my place where I go to get centered. It's always my place to come back and feel normal again.

Step on the moist, pillowsoft earth, walking gingerly aside a weeping steam that calls your name, for it knows how to heal a wounded heart.

Sometimes a game comes at just the right moment in your life. 'Flower' is beautiful, serene, and a bit of sunshine in a gloomy world. I remember going through a rough spot in my life and turning on 'Flower' for a little break in the day. You fly through luscious landscapes collecting petals and painting the world with life.

I go to the ocean to calm down, to reconnect with the creator, to just be happy.

Night, the beloved. Night, when words fade and things come alive. When the destructive analysis of day is done, and all that is truly important becomes whole and sound again. When man reassembles his fragmentary self and grows with the calm of a tree.

What makes a river so restful to people is that it doesn't have any doubt - it is sure to get where it is going, and it doesn't want to go anywhere else.

Water is always a support or a healing thing apart from, you know, love or peace of mind.

I've always found the rain very calming.

At tea time, all the noise, greed and aggressiveness of the '80s can be drowned out. For 45 minutes, anyway.

There is something joyous about not talking.

Music for me is about relaxing.

I love the smell of rain, and I love the sound of the ocean waves.

Let others, worn with living / And living's aftermath, / Take Sleep to heal the heart's distress, / Take Love to be their comfortress, / Take Song or Food or Fancy Dress, / But I shall take a Bath.

The peace and beauty of a spring day had descended upon the earth like a benediction.

There's something about rushing water that I can watch for hours and feel as if I need to do nothing more. It's alive in a way that's greater than any description of it.

A nothing day full of wild beauty .... Little fish stream by, a river in water.

Finally from the crease of the ravine I am following, there begins to come the trickling and splashing of water. There is a great restfulness in the sounds these small streams make; they are going down as fast as they can, but their sound seem leisurely and idle, as if produced like gemstones with the greatest patience and care.

Go softly by that river side Or when you would depart, You'll find its every winding tied; And knotted round your heart.

In those vernal seasons of the year when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against nature not to go out and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.

The influence of fine scenery, the presence of mountains, appeases our irritations and elevates our friendships.

I think "quiet" sometime is a greater power than noise. It can harbor and reveal feelings that can't be expressed.