#quiet

When it's a bad movie you want to release it quietly. You try to keep it a secret like an STD. ↗

— Jack Black

#keep #like #movie #quietly #release

As states subsist in part by keeping their weaknesses from being known, so is it the quiet of families to have their chancery and their parliament within doors, and to compose and determine all emergent differences there. ↗

— John Donne

#compose #determine #differences #doors #families

Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven't the answer to a question you've been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you're alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully. ↗

— Norton Juster

#quiet #silence #beauty

The devil has made it his business to monopolize on three elements: noise, hurry, crowds. He will not allow quietness. ↗

— Elisabeth Elliot

#quiet #solitude #business

Q: Why do I love thee, O Night? A: Because you know I will never answer. ↗

— Vera Nazarian

#answer #answers #communication #communion #enigma

I like the posture, but not the yoga. I like the inebriated morning, but not the opium. I like the flower but not the garden, the moment but not the dream. Quiet, my love. Be still. I am sleeping. ↗

— Roman Payne

#flower #garden #love #moments #morning

Last night your thin walls invited me to the party next door / reminded me I am a quiet person in a quiet life. ↗

— Drew Myron

#poem #poetry #quiet #quiet-life #quiet-mind

How intense can be the longing to escape from the emptiness and dullness of human verbosity, to take refuge in nature, apparently so inarticulate, or in the wordlessness of long, grinding labour, of sound sleep, of true music, or of a human understanding rendered speechless by emotion! ↗

— Boris Pasternak

#peace #quiet #zhivago #music

Man shouldn’t be able to see his own face – there’s nothing more sinister. Nature gave him the gift of not being able to see it, and of not being able to stare into his own eyes. Only in the water of rivers and ponds could he look at his face. And the very posture he had to assume was symbolic. He had to bend over, stoop down, to commit the ignominy of beholding himself. The inventor of the mirror poisoned the human heart. ↗

— Fernando Pessoa

#nature

...killing rats wasn’t in my job description. ↗

— Scott Douglas

#library #quiet-please #description