Quotes About Unhurried

I'm not a very fast-paced person.

With their strength, grace, and endurance, the indigenous move about naturally, freely, at a tempo determined by climate and tradition, somewhat languid, unhurried, knowing one can never achieve everything in life anyway, and besides, if one did, what would be left over for others?

I just go with the flow.

I am not an ambitious person and I love to go with the flow.

himself with a kind of loose-limbed

When I was a child I remember days that stretched into infinity with the certainty of other infinite days; certain, unhurried and brimmingly full.

In Australian culture, people are just more laid back, people aren't as serious, they just take their time with things. It's just like, whatever, if I don't get it done I don't get it done.

I ain't got no time for a Caribbean cruise, just give me a song and a beer.

With eternity to draw on there could be no reason for hurrying - 'hurry' was not a concept in Martian.

I've put away the clock and now I enjoy the time.

Hurry? I have no time to hurry.

In 'Happier at Home,' I write a lot about my struggle to create an unhurried atmosphere at home.

The bookstore and the coffeehouse are natural allies; Neither has a time limit, slowness is encouraged.

You're not bothering me. I'm not doing anything." Well, I was breathing, and my heart was beating. But the rest of me wasn't busy.

Men stayed in bed for hours on end, or hung around in stairwells and courtyards. "Nothing is urgent anymore; they have forgotten how to hurry.

the pre-lunch diary is unblemished by obligation

I feel like the best relationships I've been in are those where things were more laid-back.

I like to keep my birthday very relaxed.

I'm not intense at all. I'm always relaxed.

We have time, there's no big rush.

There is no necessity to live by the clock.

In the morning it shuffles, unhurried, across the wet fields in its black slippers, in its coal-colored coat with the white stripe like a river running down its spine

Quote of the Day-April 25, 2016 "She thought of the library, so shining white and new; the rows and rows of unread books; the bliss of unhurried sojourns there and of going out to a restaurant, alone, to eat.

Reading is a gift, but only if the words are taken into the soul--eaten, chewed, gnawed, received in unhurried delight.