Quotes About Flow

You must not get trapped in humanity and its struggles. You must keep alive your contact with all things, your relationships to all kinds of people. When you are too much invaded by others' discords, when you are driven by scruples or guilt to retrogress in order to help others live, and when they try to crystallize you in one role, you lose your ability to maintain and sustain the flow, you arrest the turning of the bigger wheels, you get caught in the spokes.

I have a natural flow in the diary: what I produce outside is a distillation, the myth, the poem. The elaboration is here. It is the gem made out of this natural outpouring. Shouldn't people prefer the gems?

She walked in the shadow of Rango with a great feeling of being taken out of herself, of having no knowledge of what was happening to her, merely a pervading sense of flow.

Freed from the thoughts of winning, I instantly play better. I stop thinking, start feeling. My shots become a half-second quicker, my decisions become the product of instinct rather than logic.

The cinema image is the observation of a phenomenon passing through time. Time becomes the very foundation of cinema...Time exerts a pressure which runs through the shot ...Just as a quivering reed can tell you about the current or water pressure of a river, in the same way we know the movement of time as it flows through the shot.

It is only into the thirst of an empty soul that the streams of living waters flow. Ever thirsting is the secret of never thirsting.

I say, "I hate this 'keepin' it real' stuff. What's it all about, anyway? Real is what is. If you have to keep something the way it is, then it's not going with the natural flow. That's lying. I mean, if you can't change because you think this is the way it always was and anything else would be phony, that's stupid.

The conversation flowed and stopped and started as it would, a third thing in the room, not quite controlled by either of them, but mostly benevolent.

Do not suffer life to stagnate, it will grow muddy for want of motion; commit yourself again to the current of the world.

AFFLUENCE  (A'FFLUENCE)   n.s.[affluence, Fr. affluentia, Lat.]1. The act of flowing to any place; concourse. It is almost always used figuratively. I shall not relate the affluence of young nobles from hence into Spain, after the voice of our prince being there had been noised.Wotton.2. Exuberance

The river / We cannot cross / Flows forever

Because you have to just go with the flow. Your life is not your own, with people coming in and out all the time. You get mellow because you have to.

So I just decided to relax into it, bumpy and crazy as it might be, and try for once to just go along for the ride.

Something like a little faucet, I think.

In the past - even a long while after she left me - I thought of Anny. Now I think of no one any more. I don't even bother looking for words. It flows in me, more or less quickly. I fix nothing, I let it go. Through the lack of attaching myself to words, my thoughts remain nebulous most of the time. They sketch vague, pleasant shapes and then are swallowed up: I forget them almost immediately.

Reality has a pulse, a rhythm, for lack of better words.

In life like a flood, in deeds like a storm I surge to and fro, Up and down I flow! Birth and the grave An eternal wave, Turning, returning, A life ever burning; At Time's whirring loom I work and play God's living garment I weave and display.

Var! diyebilir misin? Her ?ey gelip geçmiyor mu? Her ?ey, rüzgâr gibi, yan?m?zdan esip uçmuyor mu? Her ?ey.. "

her ?ey gelip geçmiyor mu? her ?eyin, varolu?uyla birlikte sahip oldu?u gücü sonuna kadar tüketme f?rsat?n? bulmas? ender de?il midir? her ?ey, ak?nt?ya kap?l?yor, bat?r?l?yor ve kayalarda parçalanm?yor mu?

Springwater grow so thick it gonna clot and the pleasing ladies cease. I figure, yup, you is bad powers.

Therefore the yogic adept achieves his goal not by imploring the Tao to favour him but by learning to accommodate himself to its harmonious workings.

Gudda Gudda

One day I had the paradoxical realization that humanity's search for meaning seduces it back into the world of thought and struggle, while pure sensing returns everything to the flow of Divinity. Suddenly the phrase "come to your senses!" is strikingly clear.

The highest purpose is to have no purpose at all. This puts one in accord with nature, in her manner of operation.