Quotes About Calm

When people around me are getting rattled, I may just close my eyes and do a breathing exercise.

It's quite hard to faze me. I'm fairly un-shockable.

I can fall asleep on a dime.

Even with the bad news, I felt calm. I never shed a tear when I called my wife and said, 'Amber, my test is positive. I have Ebola.'

Tears are the summer showers to the soul.

People always think I'm so calm and ethereal. But my family certainly doesn't feel that way all the time. They tease me about it.

Stillness as a technique is still really captivating to me.

I meditate and I have cut out red meat. For me it is just breathing techniques, learning to be still, to control your thought processes, it calms you down. It wasn't about dealing with the pressure of games - I've always been all right in matches.

All the techniques to help stay calm and focused, to control your mind, have all really helped me.

I guess I'm a fun-loving teddy bear. I've got two sides to me. Obviously, there's the football side that a lot of people see - the mean, ferocious, coming-after-the-quarterback guy. But off the field, I'm a calm, cool, collected guy.

Not a lot of people know this, but I'm very good at mathematics. When I was an angry teenager, I used to sit in my room and do quadratic equations to calm myself down.

I keep telling myself to calm down, to take less of an interest in things and not to get so excited, but I still care a lot about liberty, freedom of speech and expression, and fairness in journalism.

In my middle age I seem to love a bit of pastoral telly: 'Countryfile,' 'Springwatch.' I love watching people in nature. It's a moment of calm, it's a moment of meditation.

But when I lose my temper, I find it difficult to forgive myself. I feel I've failed. I can be calm in a crisis, in the face of death or things that hurt badly. I don't get hysterical, which may be masochistic of me.

I've only lost my temper three times in my whole life.

I grew up looking at my father as to how to behave. In watching him I grasped so many things. His own temperament was of a calm person. He was very composed and I never saw anger in him. To me, that was fascinating.

We are a temperate state.

Generally, I find the hotter the temperature, the cooler I am.

It would be nice to avoid the world, to leave it and all its threats and unhappiness. Not to die or anything like that, but to find a place of solitude and solace.

Virgin-white she was, and her arms were folded across her still bosom; calm was her face, and the gray tides sighed about her slender limbs.

Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.

Give me the storm and tempest of thought and action, rather than the dead calm of ignorance and faith! Banish me from Eden when you will; but first let me eat of the fruit of the tree of knowledge!

Enough, he told his tired, hyperactive brain. Enough. And by the same power of will that in the army had enabled him to fall instantly asleep on bare concrete, on rocky ground, on lumpy camp beds that squeaked rusty complaints about his bulk whenever he moved, he slid smoothly into sleep like a warship sliding out on dark water.

had been calm and relaxed. Then something changed. A man she had never seen before or since came at night. He was thin and softly spoken and smoked an expensive cigar. He had asked how