Quotes About Presence

MICHAELA BOWDEN was a tall woman, thin, ramrod-straight, brown hair with copper highlights, attractive in a front-office way. She was talking to a small group of fawning locals, called a couple of them by name. Lucas picked out a half-dozen security people, four men, two women, within twenty feet of her. Every one of them eye-clicked Lucas, maybe smelling a guy with a gun, though he wasn't wearing one. When they saw Clay pulling him along, they looked elsewhere.

said. "You caught your breath from

When one is in the presence of our particular defiled god, as I often am, it is meet and appropriate to remind the creature that it is, in fact, defiled, and a slave, and bound to obey my commands.

The sense you're where you're supposed to be, with someone you're supposed to be with.

Not longer," I said. "Just, like I've always been here.

Modifying the shuttle flight software to take the human presence out of the equation would not only require a substantial amount of time, but would also technically be classified as treason. Wilson preferred not to engage in treason if he could avoid it.

our spiritual aim is not to retreat once or twice a day for meditation, but to learn how to live every moment of our lives in touch with our spiritual core.

Are you there, Felix? Are you there?

She knew she could help him best by being silent and by being near.

Life passes by in a wink so try to never miss a moment of it.

You stay out here a little while, an' if you smell any roses, you come let me smell, too.

There's a part of you missing. Some men can't see the color green, but they may never know they can't. I think you are only a part of a human. I can't do anything about that. But I wonder whether you ever feel that something invisible is all around you. It would be horrible if you knew it was there and couldn't see it or feel it.

I'll be ever'where–wherever you look. Wherever they's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever they's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there..An' when our folks eat the stuff they raise an' live in the houses the build–why I'll be there.

People are felt rather than seen after the first few moments.

When you know a friend is there you do not go to see him. Then he's gone and you blast your conscience to shreds that you did not see him.

If I'm a little late, don't go before I get there, will you? Would you like to carry my books home? Yes, said Cal. She looked at him long, full in the eyes, until he wanted to drop his gaze, and then she walked away toward her class.

Even if teen-age children aren't making a sound, it's quieter when they're gone. They put a boiling in the air around them.

If it is right, it happens-the main thing is not to hurry. Nothing good gets away.

Then it don' matter. Then I'll be all aroun' in the dark. I'll be ever'where--wherever you look. Wherever they's a fight so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever they's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. If Casy knowed, why, I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad an'-- I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry an' they know supper's ready. An' when our folks eat the stuff they raise an' live in the houses they build--why, I'll be there. See?

Attention is the most basic form of love; through it we bless and are blessed

He had, in odd ways, given it to every moment of his life, and had perhaps given it most fully when he was unaware of his giving. It was a passion neither of the mind nor of the flesh; rather, it was a force that comprehended them both, as if they were but the matter of love, its specific substance. To a woman or to a poem, it said simply: Look! I am alive.

All kind of marvelous things go on. I don't see how anyone who has looked, and seen, can do ought but say, 'where I stand, wherever I stand, I am on holy ground.

For the last twenty minutes, having something to do, he had become himself again, had come to earth from that unsafe country of the brain

he walks into the hall and the old walls there settle into place all around him and say something to him, the same way they always have, he thinks, it's always like that, whether he notices it and thinks about it or not the walls are there, and it is as if silent voices are speaking from them, as if a big tongue is there in the walls and this tongue is saying something that can never be said with words ...