Quotes About Settles

Sunshine merely settles on the skin, it doesn't penetrate, or so I've found, he murmured cynically.

The thing is love is really the most important thing. That in love feeling at the beginning settles down into a different, familiar sort of love, but it has to be there right from the start, otherwise it just won't work

I think what draws people into 'Supernatural' is that when all is said and done, and the ash from the various apocalypses settle, it's about the brothers. Even though there's cool fights in this and cool special effects, and there's superheroes... in the end, it is about family. Two families: the family by blood and family by choice.

But I think there is a deeper lesson, which is that the law allows violence to settle disputes to show that violence never settles anything. Violence comes back again and again, down years and decades and centuries and so many lives.

Happiness comes in moments, and then it's gone until the next time. Could be years. But sadness'"—Val winked—"'sadness settles in.

Without desire there is stillness, and the world settles by itself.

The winter evening settles down With smell of steaks in passageways.

My mood settles around me, a wool coat that seems to grow heavier with the months in which I accomplish very little--and then, since the coat is too heavy to allow movement, accomplish nothing at all.

Sometimes it seemed the timing of the entire world was off, our intentions coming too soon or too late, life crowding up to blur our vision, and only later when the dust settles can we see our missteps.

Memory has ambushed her again, slamming down a wall between her and the present moment. Sometimes it comes in order, like a story, sometimes in flashes, like a series of snapshots. Sometimes it comes in a split second, cutting through the middle of another thought. It grabs her and won't let her pay attention to what is being said around her. Other times it just settles softly down on her like a pillow, cutting off air.

I open the windows and let night enter the house, From far off white loneliness settles upon the white page. I am convinced it is an act against white loneliness to say so. from "The Man I Heard Of

A voice may whisper that it was no image, but only imagination; it was a mirage, a fantasy. But as the water settles, with gentle ripples still visible where the arrows went in, the image will return. We will gaze at it once more, and know that in the Lord our labour is not in vain.

There was a kind of special-hell dimension that existed only when boredom and terror combined, because numbness never quite settles.