Best 822 quotes in «quiet quotes» category

The thoughts continue to tumble in my mind like clothes in a dryer.

They didn't need the words, if they were willing to be silent long enough to learn to speak without them.

This was more like a funeral, although even funerals weren't this silent as people murmured their condolences. She was paying to be here and it was worse than a funeral.

Thunder makes a loud noise but it's the quiet sky that lasts.

To me sometimes a mute sky is more expressive than the roaring sea

The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming... Dead silence. Literally dead.

To a life of quiet desperation... and not leading it.

To imbibe so much quiet is to become the music inside it.

Usually, when the distractions of daily life deplete our energy, the first thing we eliminate is the thing we eliminate is the thing we need the most: quiet, reflective time. Time to dream, time to contemplate what's working and what's not, so that we can make changes for the better. (January 17)

Walk soft, like whispers.

We both keep quiet. Again. Today just seems like a day for it. It’s easier that way. You don’t have to say things you don’t want to say because once the words are out, you’ll have to confront them. Confront your insecurities. Confront your fears. Confront yourself. I think that one, the last one, is the hardest.

We didn't say or write anything for a long time. Normally silence like that was uncomfortable and awkward. Like you needed to say something to fill the empty space in the air. But it didn't feel like that with Samantha. Maybe it was because I couldn't say anything and fill the quiet, but I thought it was more about two people just being with each other, enjoying the slowdown and the rare sunshine.

We hunger for quiet times; we find in them a womb to renew our strength.

We must believe there are places where tranquility still exists and nature is given back her power to speak

Wenigstens eine kleine Weile lang mußte ich, jedem Anspruch entrückt, in Frieden mit mir selbst sprechen können, ohne daß irgendjemand mich dabei unterbrach.

What are you? Do you know? What you are is you're always trying to smooth everything over. What you are is always trying to be moderate. What you are is never telling the truth if you think it's going to hurt somebody's feelings. What you are is you're always compromising. What you are is always complacent. What you are is always trying to find the bright side of things. The one with the manners. The one who abides everything patiently. The one with ultimate decorum. The boy who never breaks the code.

What if illness - the stripping away of our health, our dreams, our understanding of who we are and what our future holds - is really a gift - God offering Himself to us unencumbered by all the noise, all the things that clutter our hearts and so easily fill our days? Because what if that quiet, stripped-away space is where hope is found? Where God leans in close whispering love to our weary souls until it becomes as familiar as the beating of our own hearts?

When all is quiet, and the birds are still, you can learn so much from those browsing hills.

When it’s quiet, I can hear the voices of those who took comfort under my skin when I could not.

When I was done reading the poem, everyone was quiet. A very sad quiet. But the amazing thing was that it wasn't a bad sad at all. It was just something that made everyone look around at each other and know that they were there.

When we become quiet at the collapsed value system in our nation, iniquity and injustice would eventually overrun that nation if action is not taken promptly.

Yet today we make room for a remarkably narrow range of personality styles. We’re told that to be great is to be bold, to be happy is to be sociable.

You are mad to be spending the summer in the country, where the days are too quiet and you have so much time to think. In the city you live on Broadway, where the noise is so thick your scary thoughts can't get a word in edgewise. But here in the county, there is only space. On the stone bridge by the stream. On the mossy rock at the edge of the yard. Behind the abandoned trailer where Art, the old man with the glass eye, used to live. Space, space, space, and you can scare yourself into thinking your thoughts are more like voices.

You're right not to talk. It's sort of a higher honesty, I think. Once you start talking, there's no telling what you'll say.

Your hearts know in silence the secrets of the days and nights.

Your silence is a little black garden. You know everything there by heart.

Try to keep your soul always in peace and quiet, always ready for whatever our lord may wish to work in you. it is certainly a higher virtue of the soul, and a greater grace, to be able to enjoy the Lord in different times and different places than in only one.

We must believe that there are places where tranquility exists and nature is given back her power to speak...

We must pay attention to that quiet and persistent inner voice of ours. If it's urging us to change something; we must obey, so we won't have to repeat a previous mistake.

When in doubt, stay silent. People can't tell if you're plotting a nuclear war or just bored.

When something is quiet it is high quality

With her mouth closed, her mind screamed.

Women will one day rule the world, and when they do, their brains will be so finely tuned from all the years of quiet that I anticipate they will be far superior rulers to men.

Words never mean a thing if you don't know the lack of them, or sounds, or laughter, and it's the small moments of silence I value the most.

You make me feel too human, Joe. All I want is peace and quiet, not love. I'm a tired old lady, Joe, and I don't mind being what you call "half dead." In fact it's what I like. The twice I was in love I took an awful beating and I don't want it again! I want you to stop it! Don't devil me, Joe. I beg you, don't devil me...

You’re awfully quiet for someone who thinks so loud.

You're very perceptive for a guy who can go a whole day without talking,” she said, peering up at him. “That's why I'm perceptive.

A believer is an evangelist primarily by who he is and how he lives-not by what he says. What he says is important; but unless his speaking tallies with what he is and does, he had better keep quiet.

Acceptance is a small quiet room.

After that his Majesty was beheaded, the Parliament for some years effected nothing either for the publick peace or tranquillity of the nation, or settling religion as they had formerly promised.

A gentleman makes no noise; a lady is serene.

All noble enthusiasms pass through a feverish stage, and grow wiser and more serene

Allow your head to be quiet. Allow it to be still. Just for an hour and half. Just deal with your body & your breath.

A life without a lonely place, that is, without a quiet center, becomes destructive.

All Quiet on the Western Front.

All quiet along the Potomac they say Except now and then a stray picket Is shot as he walks on his beat, to and fro, By a rifleman hid in the thicket.

And lo, the Hospital, gray, quiet, old, Where life and death like friendly chafferers meet.

A man is known by the silence he keeps.

A good girl is supposed to be very quiet

Anybody looking for a quiet life has picked the wrong century to born in.