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Quotes About Presence

When I was able to better live in the moment that I was in, I think that it really freed me.
~ Christen Press
I always enjoyed being in front of the camera.
~ Sridevi
That's what I need to work on - my charisma in front of people.
~ Offset
If you aren't focused on what's right here in front of you, if you're daydreaming about what might be, you really aren't focused at all.
~ Mike Leach
As long as you're fully present in what you're doing at the moment, you're doing it.
~ Vanessa Paradis
Being on stage, I know my function. I just do the thing.
~ Daveed Diggs
The drone is a very fundamental part of my music, although it's not always present.
~ Johann Johannsson
There is no there---there is only here.
~ Florence Scovel Shinn
Cómo sabe una si está realmente enamorada de un hombre? - Eso es fácil. Sólo querés estar con él, sentir su presencia, mirarlo, olerlo. Querés que te toque y tocarlo. Cuando lo ves aparecer, te emocionás tanto que te duele la boca del estómago. Pensás en ese hombre día y noche. Te dormís pensando en él y te levantás pensando en él.
~ Florencia Bonelli
W]e are almost always in one place with our minds somewhere quite other." ? Ford Madox Ford, Critical Essays of Ford Madox Ford
~ Ford Madox Ford
The break-hard determination to be a good person, what happened to that? How is it true I have to go now? She's lost my name, but the occasion of my presence begs more. Who is my mother now I am unspoken for?
~ Forrest Gander
He would punctuate the remarkable things he said with silences, his extravagant gestures with absence.
~ Forrest Gander
A body 'as to move gentle an' speak low when wild things is about.
~ Frances Hodgson Burnett
He felt the scent and the golden glow of the sunset light as intensely as he felt the dead silence which reigned between himself and Hester almost with the effect of a physical presence.
~ Frances Hodgson Burnett
I am sure she comes out sometimes to see me—though I don't see her.
~ Frances Hodgson Burnett
A body has to move gentle and speak low when wild things are about.
~ Frances Hodgson Burnett
What's really weird is my mom's clothes smell like her. I mean, her perfume, and so all day it's like m mom has been walking right beside me. Which, you have to admit, a pretty freaky feeling.
~ Frances O'Roark Dowell
I'll be inside the one who holds you. And then I won't be.
~ Francesca Lia Block
No matter where I am, I am always loving you.
~ Francesca Lia Block
Maybe one night I'll be asleep and I'll feel a hand like a dove on my cheekbone and feel her breath cool like peppermints and when I open my eyes my mom will be there like an angle, saying in the softest voice, When you are born it is like a long, long dream. Don't try to wake up. Just go along until it is over. Don't be afraid. You may not know it all the time but I am with you. I am with you.
~ Francesca Lia Block
She knew they were all afraid. But love and disease are both like electricity, Weetzie thought. They are always there -- you can't see or smell or hear, touch or taste them, but you know they are there like a current in the air. We can choose, Weetzie thought, we can choose to plug into the love current instead.
~ Francesca Lia Block
She knew they were all afraid. But love and disease are both like electricity, Weetzie thought. They are always there—you can't see or smell or hear, touch, or taste them, but you know they are there like a current in the air. We can choose, Weetzie thought, we can choose to plug into the love current instead.
~ Francesca Lia Block
I think of it as creating a connection to ourselves, to the Divine, and to others in a more harmonious and intelligent way. Creating connection and presence with our relationships. - Amy Ippoliti
~ Francesco Mastalia
Part of my being on this earth is to connect with and bring joy to people wherever I am. My hope is that I can encourage people to approach yoga more as a "free-me" practice than a "fix-me" one; a way to discover the truth of who they truly are so they might rest in their true nature, which is basic goodness. -Linda Sparrowe
~ Francesco Mastalia