Peaceful Retreat Quotes

Oh, I can't describe my home. It is home, and I can't put its charm into words

We all need a place that we can go, And feel over the rainbow

When all the routines and details and the human bores get on our nerves, we just yearn to go away from here to somewhere else. To go fishing is a sound, a valid, and an accepted reason for an escape. It requires no explanation.

There is a quiet place in Hawaii where, for over thirty years, I've gone to draw inspiration and write many of my books.

Each life needs its own quiet place.

Car-essential is a real turn-off to me, so yeah, I just want a friendly holiday resort with a villa and a pool, but which is really private, but there again, there's a supermarket and a doctor's and a beach a five-minute walk away. That's all I want, and it's quite difficult to find.

I like that they call it an airplane cabin. A cabin is where you go to get away from stress. The cabin is a respite from the terminals on either end of the flight where noise bombards you as soon as you walk through the gate.

Finding a sanctuary, a place apart from time, is not so different from finding a faith.

[On gardens:] I think they're sanctuaries for the mind and spirit. ... It's easy to feel wonder-struck in a garden, especially if you cultivate delight.

My best vacation is somewhere I could hide, somewhere warm and not a lot of people around.

In a place far away from anyone or anywhere, I drifted off for a moment.

My dream of happiness: a quiet spot by the Jamaican seashore . . . hearing the wind sob with the beauty and the tragedy of everything. Sitting under an almond tree, with the leaf spread over me like an umbrella.

I like, very much, nature. Since I'm always together with people, I like to retreat.

Your home is your refuge.

At night, when the curtains are drawn and the fire flickers, my books attain a collective dignity.

This was my prayer: an adequate portion of land with a garden and a spring of water and a small wood to complete the picture.

I prayed only for a small piece of land, a garden, an ever-flowing spring, and bit of woods.

If I had my way...We would lock ourselves away from that madness out there.

Every time I imagine a garden in an architectural setting, it turns into a magical place. I think of gardens I have seen, that I believe I have seen, that I long to see, surrounded by simple walls, columns, arcades or the facades of buildings - sheltered places of great intimacy where I want to stay for a long time.

Yes, I have a small coffee corner where I like to sit. It's right next to the windows and the power seat of the living area. When I sit there, I can see Bandra Reclamation in front of me.

Travelling's so much better when you know you've got a lovely home to go back to.

When I'm at our house in France I totally cut myself off from the rest of the world. I never have to listen to phones ringing and that's because - and Vanessa would confirm this - phones are banned from the house. We have a beautiful life and I feel that spending time in France has just calmed me down and made me stop worrying about things which aren't really important.

If peace had a smell,it would be the smell of a library full of old, leather-bound books.

Hide me from day's garish eye, While the bee with honied thigh, That at her flowery work doth sing, And the waters murmuring With such consort as they keep, Entice the dewy-feathered sleep.

Sweet bird, that shun the noise of folly, most musical, most melancholy!