Quotes About Noise

Silence is helpful, but you don't need it in order to find stillness. Even when there is noise, you can be aware of the stillness underneath the noise, of the space in which the noise arises. That is the inner space of pure awareness, consciousness itself. You can become aware of awareness as the background to all your sense perceptions, all your thinking. Becoming aware of awareness is the arising of inner stillness.

This incessant mental noise prevents you from finding that realm of inner stillness that is inseparable from Being. It

This incessant mental noise prevents you from finding that realm of inner stillness that is inseparable from Being. It also creates a false mind-made self that casts a shadow of fear and suffering.

By dropping your inner resistance to the noise, by allowing it to be as it is, this acceptance also takes you into that realm of inner peace that is stillness.

In Hastor I have paid a good price to see one of these creatures and now I found myself in a position where I should very gladly pay a good deal more not to see one, but from the noise he was making in the shaft beneath me it appeared to me that he was determined that I should have a free show and he a free meal.

Because half a dozen grasshoppers under a fern make the field ring with their importunate chink, whilst thousands of great cattle, reposed beneath the shadow of the British oak, chew the cud and are silent, pray do not imagine that those who make the noise are the only inhabitants of the field.

Om vijf minuten voor twaalf klonk er buiten een luid gebrul, gevolgd door een gerinkel als van oorlogvoerende steelpannetjes.

Henry James] privately characterized Roosevelt as a dangerous and ominous jingo, and the mere monstrous embodiment of unprecedented and resounding Noise.

It is with narrow-souled people as with narrow-necked bottles: the less they have in them, the more noise they make in pouring it out.

To refuse awards is another way of accepting them with more noise than is normal.

Music is the same to me as it was to Goethe - a pleasant noise. I am an eye man, not an ear man.

I don't need an alarm clock to wake up in the morning. Akshay snores so loudly that I'm usually awake the entire night!

I've always been surrounded by children - never bothered by their noise.

If you're surrounded by noise all the time, it has a pretty bad effect on the spirit.

The trouble with listening is that so much of what we hear is noise, surrounding us all the time.

Mrs. Jaffee a little earlier. I asked if he was escorting Mrs. Jaffee. "Certainly," he said virtuously. "She is my client. What's that noise you're making?" "It's something special," I told him, "and takes a lot of practice. Don't try it offhand. It's a derisive chortle.

Certainly," he said virtuously. "She is my client. What's that noise you're making?" "It's something special," I told him, "and takes a lot of practice. Don't try it offhand. It's a derisive chortle.

What's the noise that you are making?" It's something special," I told him,"and takes a lot of practice. Don't try it offhand. It's a derisive chortle

I know it is not mere noise that will convert a soul: a bawling fervency, which the hearers may discern to be but histrionical and affected, and not to come from a serious heart, doth harden the auditors worst of all.

In the bad old seventies, when Mondale was Veep, and the government still worried about things like fuel and noise, the Vice President flew on small, efficient DC-9S.

window. All the ruckus, of course, woke up everyone in the house. Lilly's room was right up there. She

It is strange how loud little sounds become when you are in the dark and doing something wrong.

Battered by cacophony, he grows huge. The thousand noisy tourists turn into a single organism, and then a single cell, passing millions of chemical signals a minute between its organelles. Plans blind us to the possible. Life will never end. The smallest sound, even silence, has more in it than the brain can ever grasp. Work for forever; work for no one.

The first time Calypso came to check on [Leo], it was to complain about the noise. "Smoke and fire," she said. "Clanging on metal all day long. You're scaring away the birds!" "Oh, no, not the birds!