Quotes About Stillness

In the state of cosmic equilibrium There is nothing to abandon or practice, No meditation or post-meditation period.

by the slow and gentle emergence of objectless love, which calmly waits for us to stop pursuing the unattainable.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls.

In an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still.

Of course, you can't force your mind to be silent. That would be like trying to smooth ripples in water with a flatiron. Water becomes clear and calm only when left alone.

make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came. Wendell Berry

He nearly always seems steady, reined pretty tight. But it's no trouble to look at him now and see that it has been a long time since he has been at rest in himself.

There is time, and then there is timelessness. And if you're lucky, and if you can be still enough, observant enough, you may be able to know and speak about that intersection of time and timelessness, or time and eternity.

Look in and see him looking out. He is not always quiet, but there have been times when happiness has come to him, unasked, like the stillness on the water that holds the evening clear while it subsides - and he let go what he was not.

You'd have to stand twice in the same place to make a shadow.

Be still and listen to the voices that belong to the stream banks and the trees and the open fields. Find your hope, then, on the ground under your feet.

Accept what comes from silence. Make the best you can of it. Of the little words that come out of the silence, like prayers prayed back to the one who prays, make a poem that does not disturb the silence from which it came. — Wendell Berry, from "How To Be a Poet," Given . (Counterpoint March 1, 2006) Originally published 2005.

A window opening on nothing but the blank sky was endlessly attractive to me; if I watched long enough, a bird or a cloud would appear within the frame, and I watched with patience.

There his chief enterprises are reading and doing nothing.

Silence is the beginning of wisdom.

There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find

Caddy got the box and set it on the floor and opened it. It was full of stars. When I was still, they were still. When I moved, they glinted and sparkled. I hushed. Then

Porque Padre decía que los relojes asesinan el tiempo. Él dijo que el tiempo está muerto mientras es recontado por el tictac de las ruedecillas; sólo al detenerse el reloj vuelve el tiempo a la vida. Las manecillas estaban extendidas, ligeramente inclinadas haciendo un leve ángulo, como una gaviota suspendida en el viento.

Pues cuando Él quiere que una cosa se mueva, bien que la hace alargada, sean caminos o caballos o carros; pero cuando Él quiere que una cosa se esté quieta, la hace para arriba, como los árboles y los hombres.

Her head was perfectly still, eyes unblinking. He imagined her ego swimming up behind them, to peer at him suspiciously, something eel-like, larval, transparently boned. He had its full attention.

Before something happens in the realm of calmness, we do not feel the calmness; only when something happens within it do we find the calmness.

The immutable, awful quiet of a dying world.

The perfect stillness of the night was thrilled by a more solemn silence. The darkness held a presence that was all the more felt because it was not seen. I could not any more have doubted that HE was there than that I was. Indeed, I felt myself to be, if possible, the less real of the two.

Remember the movements that don't look like moving.