Quotes About Stillness

Stop thinking, and end your problems.

I paused, allowing the

This story has no point but stillness itself...

We're not looking at the breath in order to get to enlightenment.

Silence as I am using the term is a dimension of existence. You can live in it. It is what spiritual life is all about. It is quite literally unfathomable, limitless space permeated by a vast stillness. In a way it is inside us—that is where we seek it—though at some point in our exploration words like inside and outside, all the spatial terms I've been forced to use, don't mean a thing.

They can't believe they're just supposed to sit there and watch the breath.

There's April in her hair. Motion and stillness. Wings and earth. There are tears, and there is... friendship. There is velvet, and traveling, and distance, bones and blood, summer coming again as it always does, love.

She was like a wounded animal, he thought, looking at her. Fear and pain were in every line of her—in the taut stillness of her form and in her watchful, wary stare. She wanted to be alone, to lick her wounds, and though she'd been that way all along, he couldn't let her stay that way.

The truth is that even ten minutes spent looking at the sky with nothing to fill the time can feel long.

Perhaps it wasn't that time had frozen but that it was now moving at the pace of infinity. A moment now becomes a century.

Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you - sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.

Most people do not live from a deep place within themselves, but instead float around on the waves at the surface of the ocean of life. The magickian dives deep into the ocean, swimming below the surface commotion, and traveling deeper and deeper into the stillness, until he or she reaches the bottom, the ground of his or her being. In your ultimate truth, you are one with this stillness.

Most people do not live from a deep place within themselves, but instead float around on the waves at the surface of the ocean of life. The magickian dives deep into the ocean, swimming below the surface commotion, and traveling deeper and deeper into the stillness, until he or she reaches the bottom, the ground of his or her being. In your ultimate truth, you one with this stillness.

His mind, for the moment, gone blissfully blank.

Meditation, or samadhi, is connected with the idea of overcoming the constant search for entertainment.

Sunday -- that airless graveyard that the brutalized week finally stumbles into and collapses

All that caring about what happens next.' He waited. 'Now nothing happens next.

When you're in love you don't have to do a damn thing. You can just be. You can just stay quiet in the world. You don't have to move an inch.

Let sleeping dogs lie—who wants to rouse 'em?

the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.

The years glide by silently

it was one of those dark nights that hold their breath by the hour together, and then heave a long low sigh, and hold their breath again.

Keep where you are,

Nothing seemed to be going on but the clocks, and they had such drowzy faces, such heavy lazy hands, and such cracked voices that they surely must have been too slow. The very dogs were all asleep, and the flies, drunk with moist sugar in the grocer's shop, forgot their wings and briskness, and baked to death in dusty corners of the window.