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“Quiero señalar otra cuestión importante sobre las 29.404 muertes del año 2013. El clima ya no es una de las principales causas de mortalidad, gracias sobre todo a los combustibles fósiles. En cambio, todavía hay mil trescientos millones de personas que viven sin electricidad y una gran mayoría de ellas sufrirán una muerte prematura, un problema que sólo podría resolverse usando más combustibles fósiles. No sólo estamos ignorando la cuestión de conjunto cuando convertimos el cambio climático en la obsesión de nuestra cultura, sino además nos hemos propuesto «combatir» ese cambio climático rechazando el arma que ha reducido su peligrosidad de manera espectacular. (...) No hemos recibido un clima seguro y lo hemos transformado en algo peligroso; hemos recibido un clima peligroso y lo hemos convertido en mucho más seguro. La civilización de la energía, y no la metereología, es el eje impulsor de la habitabilidad climática. Pase lo que pase, el clima siempre será peligroso por su propia naturaleza, y la pregunta clave siempre será si poseemos la capacidad de lidiar con él o, mejor aún, si somos capaces de dominarlo.”

“Quiet birds rob the universe of beautiful symphonies.”

“Quiet descended on her, calm, content, as her needle, drawing the silk smoothly to its gentle pause, collected the green folds together and attached them, very lightly, to the belt. So on a summer’s day waves collect, overbalance, and fall; collect and fall; and the whole world seems to be saying “that is all” more and more ponderously, until even the heart in the body which lies in the sun on the beach says too, That is all. Fear no more, says the heart. Fear no more, says the heart, committing its burden to some sea, which sighs collectively for all sorrows, and renews, begins, collects, lets fall. And the body alone listens to the passing bee; the wave breaking; the dog barking, far away barking and barking.”

“Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine. In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: I flow. To the rushing water, speak: I am. - Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower”

“Quiet friend who has come so far, feel how your breathing makes more space around you. Let this darkness be a bell tower and you the bell. As you ring, what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change. What is it like, such intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine. In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world has ceased to hear you, say to the silent earth: I flow. To the rushing water, speak: I am.”

“Quiet moments bring you closer to God. It's your silent time within your own private sanctuary. People have so many things to talk about, worry about, think about, without giving themselves peace within. Quiet moments give you access to areas of your brain which allows you to function proficiently.”

“Quiet of The Wild Sea The explosion of longing, the calm in the wild seas, For the soul is a sailor, a ship in the stormy sea, one half of whose desires to rest, The other half yearns to voyage in the sea. O soul, 'why is longing a mix of danger and safety?' 'I see peace in the wild sea, a shelter in the storm.' So, I look out at the wild sea, For in the storm, I share with God, the wild days of life. There, I sense, my passionate heart. This heart, a ship moored, longs to fly on wild wings, For flying, I will find my wings of light. A ship, safely harbored, would remain futile, In the voyage of life. This heart would taste no wine of ecstasy. O heart, break, break, break every chain, that anchors me to the harbor. O heart, break, break, break every fetter, set me out in the wild sea. This safety is not my nest, my wild desire is. Sail, sail, sail through the turbulent sea, For there, I will sense my beloved, eternal. There, I will sense my eternal lover. In the storm is the bliss, in the wild, the peace. O, heart, this torment goes in the quiet space, Shall I rest or shall I sail? For such pleasure, there is, in this pain. such a mix it is of delight and fear. In the wild tides comes the peace, For this is a voyage with my beloved, The calm in a world of chaos. Ah! Is this a cry of pleasure or pain? Is this a storm and a shelter, at the same time? The whipping winds, the wild seas, yet the waves of passion call me wild. O, soul, is this a voyage in the sea, or a voyage of homecoming? O, soul, speak to me, speak to me now, in this stormy a moment, will I stay anchored, or will I set sail, faraway into the wild? 'I Sense My Thirst'...Excerpt Jayita Bhattacharjee”

“Quiet people always know more than they seem. Although very normal, their inner world is by default fronted mysterious and therefore assumed weird. Never underestimate the social awareness and sense of reality in a quiet person; they are some of the most observant, absorbent persons of all.”