Quotes About Quiet

Oh my gosh, Mom, seriously!" Jewel flapped her wings, the royal stance entirely collapsing. "I am TRYING to be MENACING AND MYSTERIOUS. Could you be quiet for ONE SECOND while I handle this?

It was a little unsettling how quiet the skies were. Clay

Not thinking sounded pretty appealing right now.

Drop the ceiling on his head?" Sky suggested. Wren gave him a look. "How is that the QUIET option, Sky?" "I don't know," he said. "One brick at a time?

It all gave a pleasant illusion of eternity, this quiet sailing under a perfect sky towards a horizon perpetually five miles ahead, never nearer.

I certainly shall, sir. Anything for a quiet life is my motto.' 'And yet you were in a privateer.' 'Yes, sir. I was running away from a young woman: the same as when I left the Charleston horse-leech.

Soon would come the night in which there was no more work – not the work of the hands, nor the work of the mind, nor the work of the heart.

You want to be a writer, don't know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

The train was sunlit and emptier.

Business is bad, but at least it's quiet here," Ignacio, a shoeshine man, said to me in the plaza at Reynosa, brushing goop on my shoes.

Well, then, why should I listen to my heart? Because you will never again be able to keep it quiet.

People seem to fight about things very unsuitable for fighting. They make a frightful noise in support of very quiet things. They knock each other about in the name of very fragile things.

A turn or two I'll walk To still my beating mind.

I'm for turning off the tube and turning down the light, cause I'm for nothing else but me and you tonight.

It is the business of a general to be quiet and thus ensure secrecy; upright and just, and thus maintain order.

Art, after all, is traditionally displayed against vacancies: paintings on dun walls, sculptures in empty spaces, music in quiet halls.

Medicine may be defined as the art or the science of keeping a patient quiet with frivolous reasons for his illness and amusing him with remedies good or bad until nature kills him or cures him.

True art tries not to attract attention in order to be noticed.

But she was as they always were: strong, quiet, determined to prevail no matter what it cost them, brave in the face of sorrow.

Not if you're inside here and are very quiet. I'll bring you something to eat." He nodded again. She stroked his head, smiled, and wheeled her bike back outside, and then rode back to the château. She had left her coat with

The muffling blanket would fall over my thoughts.

nobody in the entire world will ever say anything to me again.

I prefer the dark part of the night, after midnight and before four-thirty, when it's more bare, more hollow. Then I can breathe, and can think while others are sleeping, in a way can stop time, can have it so—this has always been my dream—so that while everyone else is frozen, I can work busily about them, doing whatever it is that needs to be done, like the elves who make the shoes while the children sleep.

sound immediately stopped. As Lee closed the door