Quotes About Pause

Always go to the bathroom when you have a chance.

I think there's a fear once things start to blow up - as the people say - that if you stop for a second, it will all go away.

I've never thought it was a good idea to act back-to-back.

Just getting away from the game, getting away from basketball was a good thing for me.

I sat out a few years because I wasn't really sure what I wanted to do next. So many things were changing in music and in culture, so it seemed like a good time to step back.

After 'Furious 6,' that was a natural break for me. It was a good time to step away.

Doing nothing is more expedient than doing something.

Cease, cows, life is short.

Not to speak would have infused the moment with more meaning than it deserved.

For Man City, and the teams up the top or even the teams at the bottom, if you're getting into your stride at that time, the winter break can almost break it and when you come back you could be doing the opposite things.

Human freedom involves our capacity to pause, to choose the one response toward which we wish to throw our weight.

Certain things happen in life that force you to take a pause and priorities are constantly changing. You're meeting different people and things don't always go as planned, but in the best way possible.

Catching a cold is your body's way of saying, "Bitch, you need to sit yo' ass down.

Between stimulus and response there is a gap. It's a moment of choice about our actions and reactions. Most people blow past this, react out of habit and then claim they were helpless against themselves. Mind the gap.

Why is it always such a surprise? thinks Toby. The moon. Even though we know it's coming. Every time we see it, it makes us pause, and hush.

The moon. Even though we know it's coming. Every time we see it, it makes us pause, and hush.

Every month there is a moon, gigantic, round, heavy, an omen. IT transits, pauses, continues on and passes out of sight, and I see despair coming towards me like famine. To feel that empty, again, again. I listen to my heart, wave upon wave, salty and red, continuing on and on, marking time.

A space-time, between here and now and there and then, puncuated by dinner

Most hearts say, I want, I want, I want, I want. My heart is more duplicitous, though to twin as I once thought. It says, I want, I don't want, I want, and then a pause. It forces me to listen

Waiting is also a place: it is wherever you wait. For me it's this room. I am a blank, here, between parentheses. Between other people

Silence is the language of inertia.

being stopped and

I'm so sorry but I have a headache." How odd that her voice sounded natural! Thank God for the dark! "I don't believe I'll go. You go, Rhett, and give Melanie my regrets." There was a long pause and he spoke drawlingly, bitingly in the dark. "What a white livered, cowardly little bitch you are.

Growing up too fast and I do recall, Wishin' time would stop right in it's tracks.