Quotes About Pause

The pause between the errors and trials of the day and the hopes of the night.

The flicker, the flutter, even thoughts can stutter.

The man who pauses in his honesty wants little of a villain.

If we were to press the pause button, repent, and move prayer to a place of priority in our families, schedules, and church lives, everything would be ignited and impacted by it.

You're loitering, citizen." "Actually, I was hesitating.

We are all interludes in history, a drawn breath to make pause in the rush, and when we are gone, those breaths join the chorus of the wind. But who listens to the wind?

Paris works so hard. I always say, 'Paris, you also have to stop now and again and smell the roses.'

I hope whatever you're doing, / you're stopping now and then / and / not doing it at all.")

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Dead, blank, empty air surrounded me, like the moment after the fridge stops humming and you think the silence is a new sound.

When he was still about forty feet away he stopped, walked over to a bulkhead, and tapped on

So she stood naked in front of the young man and at this moment stopped playing the game.

She was like Dubcek, who made a thirty-second pause in the middle of a sentence; she was like her country, which stuttered, gasped for breath, could not speak

If this be an ordered selfishness, then we should pause before we condemn any one for the vice of egoism, for there may be deeper root for its causes than we have knowledge of.

back to the hotel, and that was why he'd

Belay that fuckery.

He paused and manufactured a chuckle.

Oh, God, can't we stop now? Finally? Please let us. It's so quiet here, now.

The important thing about having lots of things to remember is that you've got to go somewhere afterwards where you can remember them, you see? You've got to stop. You haven't really been anywhere until you've got back home.

YOU KNOW WHEN YOU SAID THAT SEEING ME GAVE YOU QUITE A START? Yes? I GAVE YOU QUITE A STOP.

And, with alarming suddenness, nothing happened.

Perhaps the wilderness we fear is the pause between our own heartbeats, the silent space that says we live only by grace. Wilderness lives by this same grace. Wild mercy is in our hands.

Nonhuman animals instinctively know that stopping is the best way to get healed.

It is only when we stop that we can encounter life.