Quotes About Quiet

So there are cakes and pillows and colors galore, but underneath this more obvious patchwork quilt are places like a quiet room where you can go and hold someone's hand and not have to say anything.

She wasn't much of a talker when there was nothing to say.

The living room seemed to be where no living ever actually occurred.

She was so quiet. So reflective. And she could erase herself, her spirit, with a swiftness that truly startled, when she knew the people around her could not respect it.

If silences could be pregnant, then this one went to full term.

She'd always adored autumn storms, from the quiet that came before the rain, when the birds and bugs went silent, to the raucous cracks and grumbles that echoed between the clouds, rife with the possibility of goblins and ghosts.

Er war stets so ruhig und gelassen wie frisch gefallener Schnee

Silence is the purest form of harmony.

When it came to producing a state of focus, quiet contentment, and inner peace, Zen meditation ran a very distant second to caffeine.

LIBRARIES: WHERE SHHH HAPPENS.

He searched the ground floor and found only shadow and stillness, which should've reassured him but didn't. It was the wrong kind of stillness, the shocked stillness that follows the bang of a cherry bomb. His eardrums throbbed from the pressure of all that quiet, a dreadful silence.

PLEEZ BE QUITE IN THE LIBERY PEPLE R TRYING TO GET HI!

What is the matter, Perry? Do you feel exploited.?""I liked you better when you were this geeky quiet exchange student.""Well, perhaps I liked you better when you just shut your mouth and stared at my chest,"she said, "but we cannot always get what we want in this world.

Stay in the Place of Rest Maybe

She wears glasses that are not too small. I wish I was a girl like that. I wear contact lenses because glasses make me look like I am wearing glasses. I am not saying this properly. When she wears glasses she looks so quiet, like a grenade with the pin still in.

Look at that house, so quiet and willing. If there is a good way to die, that's it out there. Graceful and calm in the face of inevitability. It feels generous, almost. Beauty and reassurances are not for ourselves. Of course death will come. And of course there is no good way to die. There is no peace. A weight will not lift. A leaf will not fall. But we can pretend.

Sin writes histories, goodness is silent.

Genius is formed in quiet, character in the stream of human life

On all the peaks lies peace.

O'er all the hilltopsIs quiet now,In all the treetopsHearest thouHardly a breath;The birds are asleep in the trees:Wait; soon like theseThou too shalt rest.

The best is the deep quiet in which I live and grow against the world, and harvest what they cannot take from me by fire or sword.

Being still at least once a day will enhance your life.

I'm a very shy person towards my intimacy and private life.

God is not usually a burning bush in my life. He's usually a very quiet whisper. And he never shows up too early...but he's also never late, either.