Quotes About Stillness

Oh. Shit. I breathed, arms shaking as I tried to push myself up, failing. That's okay. It's nice just to lie here.

At 4 o'clock in the morning while the world sleeps off its judgment... (page 214)

You walk down the street and people are just graveyards, really.

This is my desolate period; my wheels stop, my hair stops growing, my nails stop growing, everything stops growing but the days of my life.

May they rest in eternal peace.

You made my world stand still, and in that stillness, there was a freedom I never felt before.

Our master Caesar is in the tent Where the maps are spread, His eyes fixed upon nothing, A hand under his head. Like a long-legged fly upon the stream His mind moves upon silence.

Meditation is a silent way of looking at resistance. You're not running away from it -- you're sitting with the resistance ... basically you're trying to follow the resistance. And I think that's very interesting.

Imagine yourself standing on a shore: waves rhythmically rising, rising, and then suddenly they stay there, they set, they freeze.

Meditation is silence. If you realize that you really know nothing, then you will be truly meditating. Such truthfulness is the right soil for silence. Silence is meditation.

The greatest art is to sit, and wait, and let it come.

In the pale light of daybreak the gravestones looked like so many white sails that would never again be filled with wind, sails that, too long unused and heavily drooping, had been turned into stone just as they were. The boats' anchors had been thrust so deeply into the dark earth that they could never again be raised.

It was a bright, quiet garden, without striking features. Like a rosary rubbed between the hands, the shrilling of cicadas held sway. There was no other sound. The garden was empty. He had come, thought Honda, to a place that had no memories, nothing. The noontide sun of summer flowed over the still garden.

There was no other sound. The garden was empty. He had come, thought Honda, to a place with no memories, nothing. The noontide sun of summer flowered over the still garden.

Sometimes, simply by sitting, the soul collects wisdom.

To a mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.

So it is said, for him who understands Heavenly joy, life is the working of Heaven; death is the transformation of things. In stillness, he and the yin share a single Virtue; in motion, he and the yang share a single flow.

Don't go in and hide; don't come out and shine; stand stock-still in the middle.

The sage is still not because he takes stillness to be good and therefore is still. The ten thousand things are insufficient to distract his mind - that is the reason he is still.

I kept motionless and tried to think like a tree.

Life is in infinite motion; at the same time it is motionless.

Meditation is not a way of making your mind quiet. It is a way of entering into the quiet that is already there - buried under the 50,000 thoughts the average person thinks every day

Meditation is not a way of making your mind quiet. It's a way of entering into the quiet that's already thereóburied under the 50,000 thoughts the average person thinks every day

In the midst of movement and chaos, keep stillness inside of you.