Quotes About Concentration

Every soul is born with concentration; it loses this faculty as it grows up.

One thing on your list to worry about. Put all your worry into that one thing. Worry about it as much as you like, as much as you need to. But only that one thing. Anytime any of the other things flits across your mind, take that concern and channel it into your one thing.

Silence is the fabric upon which the notes are woven.

How can a guy hit and think at the same time

To hear, one must be silent.

Focus means saying "no." Jobs focuses Apple's limited resources on a small number of projects it can execute well.

Never take your eyes off your opponent ... even when you're bowing!

You can only have one thought at a time- make it a good one.

What you are doing on stage is the most important thing in the world at the present moment; and your memory must tell you how it is to be done.

There are two things you can do with your head down - play golf and pray.

His nerve, his memory, and I can't remember the third thing

There are two things you can do with your head down — play golf and pray.

Anyone who knew Violet well could tell she was thinking hard, because her long hair was tied up in a ribbon to keep it out of her eyes. Violet had a real knack for inventing and building strange devices, so her brain was often filled with images of pulleys, levers, and gears, and she never wanted to be distracted by something as trivial as her hair.

Cualquiera que conociese a Violet se hubiera dado cuenta de que estaba pensando intensamente, porque llevaba la larga melena recogida con una cinta para que no se le metiera en los ojos. Violet tenía el don de inventar y construir extraños aparatos, y su cerebro se veía inundado a menudo con imágenes de poleas, palancas y herramientas, y ella no quería que algo tan trivial como su cabello la distrajese.

Klaus became more and more tired as the night wore on. Occasionally his eyes would close. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over. He found himself reading the same sentence over and over.

Picon, who had remained silent for some time, now started assiduously to rearrange the fire-irons.

He could not be mistaken. There were no other eyes like those in the world. There was only one creature in the world who could concentrate for him all the brightness and meaning of life. It was she. It was Kitty.

Where attention goes energy flows; where intention goes energy flows.

Everyone is aware that tremendous numbers of people concentrate in city downtowns and that, if they did not, there would be no downtown to amount to anything--certainly not one with much downtown diversity.

Your camouflage and your world is created by conscious focusing and unconscious concentration. Only by turning your head away for a moment can you see what is beneath the seemingly solid pattern. By plunging into our ocean of value climate you can dive beneath your camouflage system and look up to see it, relatively foundationless, floating above you, moved, formed and directed by the shifting illusions caused by the wind of will, and the force of subconscious concentration and demand.

That might work, I said. I'm good at faking it. This led to a couple moments of uncomfortable silence from both of us. You didn't mean... ? Morelli asked. No. Of course not. Never? Maybe once. His eyes narrowed. Once? It's all that comes to mind. It was the time we were late for your Uncle Spud's birthday party. I remember that. That was great. You're telling me you faked it? We were late! I couldn't concentrate. It seemed like the best way to go.

Sure, I know that," Lula said. "Nothing scares you. You're a big badass bounty hunter." "Damn right," I said. And then I concentrated on not hyperventilating.

She sat in her chair, eyes closed. She liked to be the last one to leave. She despised crowds, and their opinions as they left a performance, or worse, discussed the wait for the bathroom or where do you want to eat. It spoiled her mood. She was still in that other world, she would stay there as long as she possibly could, the parallel channels twining and tunneling through her cortex like coral.

After your career, you go to matches, and you see so many unnecessary goals because a person is just looking where the ball is and not his opponent. Well, a ball alone has never scored a goal.