Quotes About Calmness

Estábamos bien, y poco a poco empezábamos a no pensar. Se puede vivir sin pensar.

Who ever is out of patience is out of possession of their soul.

When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, it is useless to seek it elsewhere.

A person who is quietly confident makes the best leader.

She loved most being in the woods with the diffused light and the quiet there. Such a stillness, with just the pecking of ground birds and forest animals, the flutter of wings, the occasional skittering of squirrels playing up and down a tree. The silent, imperceptible unfurling of spring buds into blossom. She felt comfortable there. As if nothing could be unnatural in that place, within but apart from the world.

A rifle is elegant. It's an extension of your will. Take aim, squeeze the trigger, make things happen. In the hands of an expert with stillness inside of him, there's nothing more deadly than a good rifle.

She took a deep breath and let herself become someone else. An imitation of herself who was calm, even in a situation like this.

She took a deep breath and let herself become someone else. An imitation of herself who was calm, even in a situation like this. It was a crude forgery, just a trick of the mind, but it worked.

Sometimes I actually think to myself, I'm dying to freak out here! Do I have enough information to freak out? Will freaking out help? The answer is always no.

Waits by Sue Monk Kidd6 and Pema Chödrön's Comfortable

And so in mountain solitudes — o'ertaken As by some spell divine — Their cares dropped from them like the needles shaken From out the gusty pine.

Enthusiasm is a supernatural serenity.

There are many fine things we cannot say if we have to shout.

it is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.

A man must find his occasions in himself, it is true. The natural day is very calm, and will hardly reprove his indolence.

Silence, healing.

But even so, amid the tornadoed Atlantic of my being, do I myself still for ever centrally disport in mute calm; and while ponderous planets of unwaning woe revolve round me, deep down and deep inland there I still bathe me in eternal mildness of joy.

And thus, though surrounded by circle upon circle of consternations and affrights, did these inscrutable creatures at the centre freely and fearlessly indulge in all peaceful concernments; yea, serenely revelled in dalliance and delight. But even so, amid the tornadoed Atlantic of my being, do I myself still for ever centrally disport in mute calm; and while ponderous planets of unwaning woe revolve round me, deep down and deep inland there i still bathe me in eternal mildness of joy.

and every one knows that in most people's estimation, to do anything coolly is to do it genteelly.

I don't like to yell and scream. I actually hate it.

I never yell or scream. I mean, definitely not at work. I never yell at anyone I work with.

Anybody who has something sensible or worthwhile to say should be able to say it calmly and soberly, relying on the words themselves to convey his meaning, without resorting to yelling.

When I was on the bench, I used to have a yellow pad, and I put on the pad at the beginning of the day, 'patience' and 'restraint.'

I was very, very young, living in India. I'd been put to bed in the afternoon, and I had that lovely feeling you have when you're about to nod off. I remember the yellow curtains of the room blowing in the wind and feeling blissfully happy and content.