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Quotes About Stillness

Shortly before ten o'clock the stillness of the air grew quite oppressive, and the silence was so marked that the bleating of a sheep inland or the barking of a dog in the town was distinctly heard, and the band on the pier, with its lively French air, was like a dischord in the great harmony of nature's silence. A little after midnight came a strange sound from over the sea, and high overhead the air began to carry a strange, faint, hollow booming.
~ Bram Stoker
There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count's eyes gleamed, and he said:— "Listen to them—the children of the night. What music they make!
~ Bram Stoker
Insanity comes in two basic varieties: slow and fast... Viscosity and Velocity are opposites, yet they can look the same. Viscosity causes the stillness of disinclination; velocity causes the stillness of fascination. An observer can't tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled, or because inner life is transfixingly busy.
~ Susanna Kaysen
Viscosity causes the stillness of disinclination; velocity causes the stillness of fascination. An observer can't tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled or because inner life is transfixingly busy.
~ Susanna Kaysen
An observer can't tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled or because inner life is transfixingly busy
~ Susanna Kaysen
Viscosity and velocity are opposites, yet they can look the same. Viscosity causes the stillness of disinclination; velocity causes the stillness of fascination. An observer can't tell if a person is silent and still because inner life has stalled or because inner life is transfixingly busy.
~ Susanna Kaysen
Such silence has an actual sound, the sound of disappearance.
~ Suzanne Finnamore
Eu? Eu nu am facut nimic. -Respiri. E de ajuns.
~ Sylvia Day
I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
~ Sylvia Plath
I guess I should have reacted the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to react. I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
~ Sylvia Plath
I don't know how long I kept at it... I felt reasonably safe, streched out on the floor, and lay quite still. It didn't seem to be summer any more
~ Sylvia Plath
My bones hold a stillness, the far Fields melt my heart.
~ Sylvia Plath
As I lay on my back in bed staring up at the blank, white ceiling the stillness seemed to grow bigger and bigger until I felt my eardrums would burst with it.
~ Sylvia Plath
I didn't want any flowers, I only wanted To lie with my hands turned up and be utterly empty. How free it is, you have no idea how free - The peacefulness is so big it dazes you, And it asks for nothing. ~ Tulips (1961)
~ Sylvia Plath
Stasis in darkness. Then the substanceless blue
~ Sylvia Plath
All morning the Morning has been blackening, A flower left out. My bones hold a stillness, the far Fields melt my heart. They threaten To let me through to a heaven Starless and fatherless, a dark water.
~ Sylvia Plath
The faces were empty as plates, and nobody seemed to be breathing.
~ Sylvia Plath
I am unattached; My heart is very quiet.
~ Sylvia Plath
felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
~ Sylvia Plath
A summer calm laid its soothing hand over everything, like death.
~ Sylvia Plath
I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.)
~ Sylvia Plath
I guess I should have been excited the way most of the other girls were, but I couldn't get myself to react. I felt very still and very empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.
~ Sylvia Plath
Me sentía muy quieta y muy vacía, como el ojo de un huracán, avanzando a duras penas en medio de la vorágine.
~ Sylvia Plath
Except for the point, the still point, There would be no dance, and there is only the dance
~ T. S. Eliot