Quotes About Standing still

This is what a memorial is: Standing still, staring at something that isn't there.

The Fates are master sharpshooters, and the easy target is the one who's standing still.

Life is change. If you aren't growing and evolving you're standing still, and the rest of the world is surging ahead. Most of these people are very immature. They lead "still" lives, waiting.

I think many people love their problems. Gives them all sorts of excuses for not growing up and getting on with life.' Myrna leaned back again in her chair and took a long breath. 'Life is change. If you aren't growing and evolving you're standing still, and the rest of the world is surging ahead. Most of these people are very immature. They lead "still" lives, waiting.

Life is change. If you aren't growing and evolving you're standing still, and the rest of the world is surging ahead. Most of these people are very immature. They lead "still" lives, waiting.' 'Waiting for what?

You have to keep walking, no matter what. If you don't, it's a living death. You're just standing in one place dying.

It's funny, but thinking back on it now, I realize that this particular point in time, as I stood there blinking in the deserted hall, was the one point at which I might have chosen to do something very much different from what I actually did. But of course I didn't see this crucial moment for what it actually was; I suppose we never do. Instead, I only yawned, and shook myself from the momentary daze that had come upon me, and went on my way down the stairs.

The tall trees, compassionate, understood everything: grief - they stood stock-still, branches drooped in despair; fear - they exposed their many roots, tugged their gold hair; anger - they shook in the storm, pointed their bony fingers. - The World of Trees (inspired by the Forest of Burnley)

Man improves himself as he follows his path; if he stands still, waiting to improve before he makes a decision, he'll never move.

Life is like a taxi. The meter just keeps ticking whether you are getting somewhere or just standing still.

I changed my headlights the other day. I put in strobe lights instead! Now when I drive at night, it looks like everyone else is standing still.

The woman that tries t' keep up with the' procession don't see near as much as her husband who stands on the' curb.

Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am to be blessed.

You must daily have the courage to risk making mistakes, risk failure, risk being humiliated. A step in the wrong direction is better than staying 'on the spot' all your life. Once you're moving forward you can correct your course as you go. Your automatic guidance system cannot guide you when you're stalled, standing still.

If he is so evil, why are we standing here watching him?" Sabrina said. "Cause I'm trying to get up the courage to go over and asking for an autograph," Puck said.

The desert is a place of desolation", the priest said. "But there are hidden springs in it. In the desert one must learn to stand still, to wait for God in emptiness. Standing still in this way is a purifying fire. One must not run from it, for it is a great gift." "A gift?" "Is it difficult for you to grasp, Aleksandr? I suppose it must be. May I tell you a story?

The planet turns. Time passes. We move forward even when we're standing still.

He told me we had to "move forward," which is a term that I've never understood. The planet turns. Time passes. We move forward even when we're standing still.

Sometimes," she murmured, "on cold, starry nights in Minnesota, if you stand really still and listen really hard . . . you'll freeze solid.

Remember the reward is to the one who endures. Stand still. Standing still is the deep conviction that all is well; it is done. No matter what is heard or seen, you remain unmoved, conscious of being victorious in the end. All things are made by such agreements, and without such an agreement there is not anything made that is made. "I AM that I AM.

I'd stand still for a few seconds, vainly snapping my fingers with as much hop of catching the beat as a quadriplegic hobo latching on to a moving boxcar.

I'd stand still for a few seconds, vainly snapping my fingers with as much hope of catching the beat as a quadriplegic hobo latching on to a moving boxcar.

I didn't answer him and didn't open my eyes, and there was a moment of perfect vertigo, when I heard the whooshing of the surf again and felt I was part of it, swirling with it and also standing still, swept up an sewn into the sea and into the universe, but also very, very alone.