Quotes About Stillness

The air went dead. All sounds disappeared. It was like that T. S. Eliot poem, "the still point of the turning world," as if the entire planet held its breath.

I know I'm standing still, but I feel like I've stumbled and I'm starting to fall.

muscularity, made more pronounced by her gauntness, and the near-inanimate

My life is far too quiet these days.

There they are, held like flies, in the amber of that moment...

utterly still—except that my fingers tightened around my dagger hilt—and make no sound. Meanwhile, footfalls pounded up a nearby staircase. "The villain!" continued the shrieker. "She broke in 'ere! My 'ot'ouse!" "Flora, calm yourself." Pertelote's weary voice. "She's long gone." Would that it were so.

The hot stifling room had gone even more stifling, a thickness like the worst days of summer, the air hot and moist under a smothering weight of still leaves that stopped the wind from ever getting through.

To know silence perfectly is to know music.

There was another silence, of the kind in which gray hairs seem to creep up on you.

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The birds will wing from the weather, While I stand, still as the harvest, With the sound of the fall in the air.

There is no stillness like the quiet of the first cold nights in the fall.

It was almost three o'clock, the most stagnant hour in the day or night.

The quiet room was too peaceful and comfortable to worry in.

Come and sit down girl, for days you've been flying around there like a bluebottle.

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

When you don't have a next place to go, time slows down enormously.

We don't always have to do something, we don't always have to create memories; sometimes it's just enough to simply remember. Today, these are the things that I remember.

Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf.

My Dharma is the practice of nonpractice.

Instead of describing sitting meditation as the practice of concentration, looking deeply, and getting insight, I like to describe sitting as enjoying doing nothing.

Meditation is simply the practice of stopping and looking deeply. You do not need to sit to meditate. Anytime you are looking deeply—whether you are walking, chopping vegetables, brushing your teeth, or going to the bathroom—you can be meditating.

We have to learn the art of stopping — stopping our thinking, our habit energies, our forgetfulness, the strong emotions that rule us.

Sit in order to sit. Stand in order to stand. There is no goal or aim in sitting.