Quotes About Presence

When we fail to appreciate Sophia's presence at work in nature, we are also more likely to fail to appreciate the sacred

Ella looked every bit like a well-to-do city woman. Her black hair was coiled in waves around her head, beneath a pert, proper red hat. She wore matching gloves and a coat that looked thick and warm. She was a tall woman with a strong presence. She seemed enormous to me, like Papa, so full of blackness.

A la Santa Madre, María la Virgen Bendita: Siento que siempre estás conmigo. No hay palabras para describir la profundidad de mi agradecimiento por tu amor y tus cuidados. Mantén siempre mi corazón cerca al tuyo, madre, tú me llenas por completo, y siempre te amaré. Gracias por aparecerte ante mí en

This is the time and place to be alive: when the daily furniture of our lives stirs, when the improbable arrives. Pots and pans bang together in celebration, clang past the crowd of garlic, onions, spices, fly by the ceiling fan. No one is looking for the door. In all this excitement I'm wondering where I've left my feet, and why my hands are outside, clapping.

The apotheosis of Sincerity to which Tsu-Tsu gives expression in the Doctrine of the Mean attributes to it transcendental powers, almost identifying them with the Divine. "Sincerity is the end and the beginning of all things; without Sincerity there would be nothing." He then dwells with eloquence on its far-reaching and long enduring nature, its power to produce changes without movement and by its mere presence to accomplish its purpose without effort.

But one day I will want to know it and from that day on I will stay behind and fall back into yesterday. But it's not tomorrow yet. Before yesterday and tomorrow arrive, I have to silence them inside me. It is today. I am here and today.

For in his presence I grow silent, because the smallest words — yes, now, well, and, but, then, oh! — are so loaded, coming from me to him they have a hundred times their meaning

În ciuda faptului c? port o masc?,nu sunt nesincer.Intui?ia mea vorbe?te repede ?i clar,sunt prezent în deplin?tatea fiin?ei mele.Masca este un filtru.Nimic din ceea ce este personal ?i care nu are nici o importan??,nu trebuie s? treac? prin ea.Tumultul din mine trebuie ?inut în frâu.

it's God's way of remaining anonymous.

God Was Here but He Left Early

Here I'm here- the snow falling.

One reads alone, even in another's presence.

Reading is solitude. One reads alone, even in another's presence.

KUBLAI: I do not know when you have had time to visit all the countries you describe to me. It seems to me you have never moved from this garden. POLO: Everything I see and do assumes meaning in a mental space where the same calm reigns as here, the same penumbra, the same silence streaked by the rustling of learn. At the moment when I concentrate and reflect, I find myself again, always, in this garden, at this hour of the evening, in your august presence.

Night fell, the first I had spent not embracing a rock, and perhaps for this reason it seemed cruelly shorter to me. The light tended at every moment to erase Ayl, to cast a doubt on her presence, but the darkness restored my certainty she was there.

POLO: Everything I see and do assumes meaning in a mental space where the same calm reigns as here, the same penumbra, the same silence streaked by the rustling of learn. At the moment when I concentrate and reflect, I find myself again, always, in this garden, at this hour of the evening, in your august presence, though I continue, without a moment's pause, moving up a river green with crocodiles or counting the barrels of salted fish being lowered into the hold.

I have come to realize that Mr. Kauderer's presence is important for me: that someone still evinces so much scrupulousness and methodical attention, though I know perfectly well it is all futile, has a reassuring effect on me perhaps because it makes up for my vague way of living, about which—despite the conclusions I have reached—I continue to feel guilty.

This is already true now, when you are still occupied, each with the other's presence, in an exclusive fashion. Imagine how it will be in a little while, when ghosts that do not meet will frequent your minds, accompanying the encounters of your bodies tested by habit.

To open the gate for me there was a gravedigger I had already met at the Star of The Sweden."I am looking for Mr. Kauderer," I said to him. He answered, " Mr. Kauderer is not here. But since the cemetery is the home of those who are not here, come in.

A pause. Then Ludmilla's voice resumes slowly as if she were trying to express something not easily defined. "Yes, it is. I like it very much… Still, I wish the things I read weren't all present, so solid you can touch them; I would like to feel a presence around them, something else, you don't quite know what, the sign of some unknown thing…

The more enlightened our houses are, the more their walls ooze ghosts.

EVEN WHEN IT STANDS VACANT THE PAST IS NEVER EMPTY.

Carry a candle in the dark, be a candle in the dark, know that you're a flame in the dark.

S?uchaj, jak si? czas zbli?a, i daj mu nadej??.