Quotes About Quiet

I like the silence between us, The quiet–that holy state even the rain Knows about. Listen to her begin to fall, As if with eyes closed, Muting each drop in her wild-beating heart. — Charles Simic, closing lines to "This Morning," A Wedding in Hell (Harcourt Brace & Co., 1994)

There's a book called "A Dictionary of Angels." No one has opened it in fifty years, I know, because when I did, The covers creaked, the pages Crumbled. There I discovered The angels were once as plentiful As species of flies. The sky at dusk Used to be thick with them. You had to wave both arms Just to keep them away. Now the sun is shining Through the tall windows. The library is a quiet place. Angels and gods huddled In dark unopened books.

Marlborough echoed his monarch's hope that consensus politics could prevail. 'There is nothing more certain than what you say, that either of the parties would be tyrants if they were let alone,'[111] he wrote to Sarah. 'All parties are alike. And as I have taken my resolution of never doing any hardship to any man whatsoever, I shall by it have a quiet in my own mind; not valuing to be a favourite to either of them.'[112]

God's voice is still and quiet and easily buried under an avalanche of clamour.

But she's—she's really not much of a person. She never says much. She never makes any effort socially or any other way.

Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.

Plus notre coeur est tumultueux et bruyant, plus le calme et le silence nous attirent.

He stayed close, and he stayed quiet. It was easy to do, almost; the silence above was so alarmingly complete that it was easier to keep it than to break it.

Acceptance is a small, quiet room.

It's not arrogance. [Tamilians] are quiet people.

Night embraces the quiet dark sky Until it sparks alive with morning light

Tea should be taken in solitude...

Sometimes it's harder to attain inner silence than outer silence. The dog stopped barking and the kids have gone to bed, but your mind has a lot to talk about and it knows you can't pretend you're not at home.

Shhh. Your soul is humming its tune. Listen well.

Winter came down To our home One night Quietly pirouetting in On silvery-toed slippers Of snow. And we, We were children Once again.

I hide myself in the quiet white of winter and nestle in her comforting folds of cold oblivion

Winter is simple no clutter, no color a blanket of snow reminds us to rest

In Winter, Mother Nature dims the lights, sleeps late, hides from the world, and regenerates. Winter is the hangover of seasons.

I really would like to stop working forever — never work again, never do anything like the kind of work I'm doing now — and do nothing but write poetry and have leisure to spend the day outdoors and go to museums and see friends... Just a literary and quiet city-hermit existence.

Criminal Minds, The Bunker: "This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper."

Scorpios are... quiet people with an inner strength, sharp vision, and a deep understanding. They can be secretive loners who resist change. They tend to be courageous, strong-willed and idealistic, with a strong, healthy desire to succeed. They sometimes have perception bordering on the psychic, and they almost always have a deep survival instinct.

I feel in love with black; it contained all color. It wasn't a negation of color…Black is the most aristocratic color of all…You can be quiet, and it contains the whole thing.

At night, when the objective world has slunk back into its cavern and left dreamers to their own, there come inspirations and capabilities impossible at any less magical and quiet hour. No one knows whether or not he is a writer unless he has tried writing at night.

I can write pretty much anywhere if you give me time and some quiet. The home is not usually the best place because I have four children. It's usually pandemonium around here!