Quotes About Pause

I expect I shall feel better after tea.

Wait a minute while I think, said Miss Peavey. There was a pause. Miss Peavey sat with knit brows. How would it be... ventured Mr. Cootes. Cheese it! said Miss Peavey. Mr. Cootes cheesed it.

I paused, partly for breath, and partly because I felt I had said enough. I stood there, waiting for her reply, wishing I had a throat lozenge to suck.

She paused, and heaved a sigh that seemed to come straight up from the cami-knickers. A silence ensued.

I touched you and my life stopped

Comenzaron los sueños y la vida a detenerme, a dejar su pregunta en mis pestañas.

Time stood still. Then… pandemonium.

Everyday is filled with opportunities to take a quiet moment

Instead of being swept away by that stream we can pause and see that these are just thoughts - and choose whether or not to act on them.

To stutter through it with you or even stop stuttering and say nothing, was so lucky and soft, better talk than mile-a-minute with anyone. After a few minutes we'd stop rattling, we'd adjust, we'd settle in, and the conversation would speed into the night.

And I almost said I love you. Instead I said nothing and you said nothing.

To stop staring at you, I kept fiddling with the sugar until you stopped my hand with yours.

Maybe, Gwen said, instead of yes yes yes yes yes yes yes.

Never be afraid to sit a while and think.

Without Sunday, I wouldn't know when to put on the brakes of a hurtling life.

Ease of going was translated without pause into a principled unwillingness to stop.

Enough, I can say no more.

Did you fall asleep? No. I couldn't sleep that night. You were restless? I was thinking of you. The answer almost unmanned me. Something in the tone, even more than in the words, went straight to my heart. It was only after pausing a little first that I was able to go on.

One after another those words travelled over my memory, repeating themselves again and again with a wearisome, mechanical reiteration. I was roused from what felt like a trance of many hours--from what was really, no doubt, the pause of a few moments only--by a voice calling to me.

Angie called pause again, rose from the bed, went to the window. She felt an elation, an unexpected sense of strength and inner unity.

Hi!' it said, 'wait a minute!

And what is happiness, Nathan? In my experience, it's only a moment's pause here and there on what is otherwise a long and difficult road. No one can be happy all the time.

You could also call it waking,' Krishna continues. 'Or intermission, as one scene in a play ends and the next hasn't yet begun.

Glory, battle, great momentsss, are where we give to the world. But we cannot give without receiving. We cannot share what we do not have inside. It is this quiet, the pause between breathsss, that makes us what we truly are. Gives us ssstrength for all our journeys.