Quotes About Pause

It's all right to hold a conversation, but you should let go of it now and then.

Puede que una palabra correcta sea eficaz, pero ninguna palabra es tan eficaz como una pausa en el momento adecuado".

The red hands had stopped at four-twenty-seven. He wondered what day they had stopped. As he descended the stairs with his armful of books, he wondered at just what moment the clock stopped. Had it been morning or night? Was it raining or shining? Was anyone there when it stopped?

When the wind stops, the stillness suspends them between two eternities, entirely in the caress of here and now.

Life is a luminous pause between two great mysteries, which themselves are one.

Sometimes I imagine I can feel the earth pause in its rotation, can feel it pause and look at us as if wondering, Just who the hell do you think you are?

You've got to be kid— Well, crud, what just happened there? I ran out of syl—

Personally, I could do without prophecies or quests for awhile.

Stall! Delay! Obfuscate! "Let's," said Flora.

It was the sort of place one might imagine lorry drivers stopping for a sandwich

He put his life on hold as he waited for his life to begin.

Chloe? It's me. After a pause, he added, Derek, like I could mistake that deep rumble for anyone else, like I could mistake that little part of me that perked up like an eager puppy saying, It's him. Quick! Go see what he wants. God, how had I been so blind? It seemed so obvious now.

After that, my life paused. Or, more accurately, I paused. I stood at the tracks, watching the train whip past. At first, I didn't care. When I finally did, I couldn't figure out what to do about it. My dreams and my future and part of my soul died with Michael, but now, deep inside, a voice has begun to scream that I'm letting the best years of my life slip past.

looked down into the black water and hesitated

The Christian will find his parentheses for prayer even in the busiest hours of life.

Season your admiration for a while.

To die, to sleep --To sleep, perchance to dream, ay there's the rub,For in that sleep of death what dreams may comeWhen we have shuffled off this mortal coil,Must give us pause there's the respectThat makes calamity of so long life.

The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.

Stop question, think first. Do not explain, just silence.

One-woman waterfall, she wearsHer slow descent like a long capeAnd pausing, on the final stairCollects her motions into shape.

I don't think there's anything we can do, is there? We either stop or we carry on.

The world is a crazy, beautiful, ugly complicated place, and it keeps moving on from crisis to strangeness to beauty to weirdness to tragedy. The caravan keeps moving on, and the job of the longform writer or filmmaker or radio broadcaster is to stop - is to pause - and when the caravan goes away, that's when this stuff comes.

To create a pause between the stimulus and your reaction, add a truth to every defensive answer. For a healthy adult, the truth is the only defense and the best resource.

Try pausing right before and right after undertaking a new action, even something simple like putting a key in a lock to open a door. Such pauses take a brief moment, yet they have the effect of decompressing time and centering you.