Quotes About Stillness

When the mind stops striving, the world's not a problem. A constant heart won't waver from the truth.

The more alone I get, the louder the world becomes.

El said that kids today never sit still long enough to see how the river changes. What, she wondered, was going to happen to people who think they know everything? What's going to happen without chance? Good question.

Nothing happens, nobody comes, nobody goes, it's awful.

Gloomy calm of idle vacancy.

Day after day, day after day, We stuck, nor breath nor motion; As idle as a painted ship Upon a painted ocean.

I lowered myself into an armchair. I was enveloped in a cloud of dust. All that remained of my life was in my lap. I sat for a time thus, as still as the mute objects that surrounded me. How little it all meant, in the end.

Bright Idea #89: If you ever don't know which direction to go in, or you start moving in the right direction but then get lost along the way, don't get rattled and start moving fast, this way and that. Instead, stand still and be quiet. Then you'll be showed which way to go.

If you ever don't know which direction to go in, or you start moving in the right direction but then get lost along the way, don't get rattled and start moving fast, this way and that. Instead, stand still and be quiet. Then you'll be showed which way to go.

Time seemed to do that thing everyone knew was impossible. It stood still.

Orang bergerak menyusuri waktu yang diciptakannya sendiri agar merasa bisa beranjak dari satu tempat ke tempat lain. Bahkan meskipun diam saja di tempat yang sama, orang bisa merasa bergeser ke tempat lain karena waktu membawanya ke sana.

It seemed that all around her there was a strange eerie stillness, the stillness of a silent world, a world filled with people who came and went into their separate lives. Some wold arrange to meet again, some would pass like ships in the night, some would leave memories that would last forever, others would pass into limbo.

Don't talk. Shut up and feel.

Know me, for I am death to all oath breaker, promise renders, and betrayers. Know me, for I am the last sunset, the night without the dawn, the winter without spring. I am pain to your pleasure, silence to your shout, stillness to your speed. I hunt death.

Meditation creates more time than it takes.

We must slow down to a human tempo and we'll begin to have time to listen.

Many writers who choose to be active in the world lose not virtue but time, and that stillness without which literature cannot be made.

Allow regular time for silent reflection. Turn inward and digest what has happened. Let the senses rest and grow still.

I like finding a great shot and then just staying with it for a long time, not trying to pump things up with some kind of artificial energy by cutting.

For after the Battle comes quiet.

It strikes! one, two, Three, four, five, six. Enough, enough, dear watch, Thy pulse hath beat enough. Now sleep and rest; Would thou could'st make the time to do so too; I'll wind thee up no more.

I'm also good at meditation. It involves doing nothing and everything at the same time.

There is still time - in the lee, in the quiet, in the extraordinary light.

Maybe I should sit. Plenty of people use sitting as a way to pass the time.