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“We have all probably noted those sudden moments of quiet - those strange and almost miraculous moments in the life of a big city when there is a cessation of traffic noise - just an instant when there is only the sound of footsteps which serves to emphasize a sudden peace. During those seconds it is possible to notice the sunlight, to notice our fellow humans, to take breath.”

Humans Moments Bigs Sound Cities Silence Strange Quiet Breaths Fellows Noise Instant Seconds Sunlight Traffic Miraculous Footsteps Big Cities

Author:Dorothy Day

“Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair.”

Stills Stars Silence Sadness Healthy Quiet Stones Breaths Rounds Sat Gray Noon Fiery Shady Saturn

Author:John Keats

“I have never seen the sea quiet round Treasure Island. The sun might blaze overhead, the air be without a breath, the surface smooth and blue, but still these great rollers would be running along all the external coast, thundering and thundering by day and night; and I scarce believe there is one spot in the island where a man would be out of earshot of their noise.”

Source: Collected Adventure Tales: Treasure Island, Kidnapped, Catriona, The Wrecker, The Ebbe-Tide, St Ives, Island Nights' Entertainments, The Adventure of the Hansom Cab and more (Illustrated Edition): The Black Arrow: A Tale of the Two Roses, The Adventure of Prince Florizel and a Detective, The Misadventures of John Nicholson, Adventures of David Balfour (Novels and short stories )

“In a quiet place, close your eyes, take a deep breath, and go inward. Place your attention on your heart, in the center of your chest. Sit quietly and easily let your attention remain there.”

Heart Eye Attention Quiet Breaths Chests Inward Deep Breath Take A Deep Breath Quiet Place

Author:Deepak Chopra

“You are worthy! Let those words sink deep into your heart. You are worthy. Life can get overwhelming for us, as our busy schedules keep us on our toes. Sometimes we forget that we need to intentionally slow down, take a deep breath, and remind ourselves of our purpose, the very foundation of why we do what we do. When we neglect to quiet our souls and rest in God's amazing grace, we miss out on the intimate opportunities where God assures us of our worthiness, clarifies our purpose, and strengthens us to endure each day.”

“We're living in momentous times, Garion. The events of a thousand years and more have all focused on these very days. The world, I'm told, is like that. Centuries pass when nothing happens, and then in a few short years events of such tremendous importance take place that the world is never the same again." I think that if I had my choice, I'd prefer one of those quiet centuries," Garion said glumly. Oh, no," Silk said, his lips drawing back in a ferretlike grin. "Now's the time to be alive - to see it all happen, to be a part of it. That makes the blood race, and each breath is an adventure.”

Ifs Thinking World Years Said Happens Choices Race Alive Blood Century Events Adventure Thousand Quiet Importance Breaths Lips Focused Drawing Thousand Years Silk

Author:David Eddings

“I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow! There is a magic made by melody: A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea, And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.”

Source: Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters

“Arraigned at my own bar, Memory having given her evidence of the hopes, wishes, sentiments I had been cherishing since last night-- of the general state of mind which I have indulged for nearly a fortnight past; Reason having come forward and told in her own quiet way , a plain, unvarnished tale, showing how I had rejected the real, and rabidly devoured the ideal;-- I pronounced judgment to this effect:-- That a greater fool than Jane Eyre had never breathed the breath of life: that a more fantastic idiot had never surfeited herself on sweet lies, and swallowed the poison as if it were nectar.”

Source: The Complete Works Of Charlotte Bronte: Jane Eyre, Shirley, Villette, and The Professor

“They say that in the hour before an earthquake the clouds hang leaden in the sky, the winds slows to a hot breath, and the birds fall quiet in the trees of the town square. Yes but these are the same portents that precede lunchtime, frankly.”

Fall Hours Tree Sky Wind Quiet Bird Towns Hot Breaths Clouds Squares Earthquakes Lunchtime Portents

Book:Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

Source: Chris Cleave Ebook Boxed Set: Little Bee, Incendiary, Gold

“Then I felt something inside me break and music began to pour out into the quiet. My fingers danced; intricate and quick they spun something gossamer and tremulous into the circle of light our fire had made. The music moved like a spiderweb stirred by a gentle breath, it changed like a leaf twisting as it falls to the ground, and it felt like three years Waterside in Tarbean, with a hollowness inside you and hands that ached from the bitter cold.”

Years Made Hands Light Fall Three Felt Break Fire Changed Cold Quiet Breaths Moved Fingers Circles Bitter Gentle Three Years Leafs Intricate Spun Hollowness Bitter Cold

Author:Patrick Rothfuss

“Dublin City was quiet when they reached the Waxwork Museum, as if it was holding its breath.”

Ifs Cities Quiet Breaths Museums Dublin

Author:Derek Landy

“This was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.”

Would Be Night Middle Needed Quiet Skins Breaths Meetings Lips Pale Petals Middle Of The Night

Book:Mortal Danger

Source: Mortal Danger

“I let her through. She checked Derek's pulse and his breathing, saying both seemed okay, then leaned down to his face. "Nothing weird on his breath. Smells . . . like toothpaste." Derek's eyes opened, and the first thing he saw was Tori's face inches from his. He jumped and let out an oath. Simon cracked up. I madly motioned for him to be quiet. "Are you okay?" I asked Derek. "He is now," Simon said. "After Tori jump-started his heart.”

Firsts Heart Said Eye Faces Saws Quiet Okay Breaths Smell Breathing Inches Pulse Oath Cracked Toothpaste

Book:The Reckoning: Number 3 in series

Source: The Reckoning: Number 3 in series

“I pulled in a soft breath. My lungs were starving, crying out for air. I lay still, and a cough tickled at the back of my throat. It always happens when you're hiding, a cough, a sneeze, something. It's stupid. The body decides to screw around with you, even though it knows being quiet is the only way it's going to go on living.”

Knows Way Stills Body Happens Air Stupid Cry Goes On Quiet Breaths Lays Hiding Throat Screws Lungs Starving Being Quiet

Author:Lilith Saintcrow

“We stand there, quiet. My questions all seem wrong: How did you get so old? Was it all at once, in a day, or did you peter out bit by bit? When did you stop having parties? Did everyone else get old too, or was it just you? Are other people still here, hiding in the palm trees or holding their breath underwater? When did you last swim your laps? Do your bones hurt? Did you know this was coming and hide that you knew, or did it ambush you from behind?”

People Knows Stills Seems Lasts Bits Hurt Party Behinds Tree Quiet Breaths Bones Swim Hiding Peter Palms Lap Did You Know Underwater Palm Trees Ambush

Book:A Visit From the Goon Squad

Source: A Visit From the Goon Squad

“I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed. There was no friction in the space between us. The stillness was peaceful - not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm.”

Dream Night Left Waiting Space Rooms Darkness Clear Air Mines Taste Quiet Breaths Calm Storm Bitter Peaceful Emptiness Stillness Sweetness Perfume Fragrance Fury Reunion Tempest Space Between Friction

Book:Eclipse

Source: Eclipse

“I want that quiet rapture again. I want to feel the same powerful, nameless urge that I used to feel when I turned to my books. The breath of desire that then arose from the coloured backs of the books, shall fill me again, melt the heavy, dead lump of lead that lies somewhere in me and waken again the impatience of the future, the quick joy in the world of thought, it shall bring back again the lost eagerness of my youth. I sit and wait.”

World Want Feels Book Used Joy Lying Desire Lost Waiting Powerful Youth Quiet Breaths Heavy Urges Impatience Rapture Back Again Lumps Nameless Eagerness

Book:All Quiet on the Western Front: A Novel

Source: All Quiet on the Western Front: A Novel

“How often do we talk just to fill up the quiet space? How often do we waste our breath talking about nonsense?”

Space Talking Quiet Waste Breaths Contemplation Nonsense Quiet Space

Author:Colleen Patrick-Goudreau

“Wayde yelled, and I hit him again, adrenaline pulling a scream of outrage from me. He went quiet, and I held my breath to make sure I could hear him breathing. I suppose I could have used my magic on him, but this was a lot more satisfying.”

Used Magic Quiet Breaths Breathing Satisfying Scream Pulling Outrage Adrenaline

Author:Kim Harrison

“She had said she didn't feel fear, but it was a lie; this was her fear: being left alone. Because of one thing she was certain, and it was that she could never love, not like that. Trust a stranger with her flesh? The closeness, the quiet. She couldn't imagine it. Breathing someone else's breath as they breathed yours, touching someone, opening for them? The vulnerability of it made her flush. It would mean submission, letting down her guard, and she wouldn't. Ever. Just the thought made her feel small and weak as a child.”

Feels Mean Children Made Said Lying Certain Left Imagine One Thing Quiet Weak Breaths Stranger Flesh Opening Breathing Vulnerability Touching Submission Left Alone Closeness

Author:Laini Taylor

“It is just dawn, daylight: that gray and lonely suspension filled with the peaceful and tentative waking of birds. The air, inbreathed, is like spring water. He breathes deep and slow, feeling with each breath himself diffuse in the natural grayness, becoming one with loneliness and quiet that has never known fury or despair. "That was all I wanted," he thinks, in a quiet and slow amazement. "That was all, for thirty years. That didn't seem to be a whole lot to ask in thirty years.”

“Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Called him soft names in many a muse' d rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy!”

Has Beens Art Soul Seems Pain Time Dies Names Half Rich Air Quiet Breaths Cease Ecstasy Muse Rhyme Midnight Pouring No Pain

Author:John Keats