Beauty had this penalty - it came too readily, came too completely. It stilled life - froze it. One forgot the little agitations; the flush, the pallor, some queer distortion, some light or shadow, which made the face unrecognizable for a moment and yet added a quality one saw for ever after.
Quotes about stilled (12 Quotes)
But the soul has no culture. The soul has no nations. The soul has no colour or accent or way of life. The soul is forever. The soul is one. And when the heart has its moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled.
We can never go back again, that much is certain. The past is still close to us. The things we have tried to forget and put behind us would stir again, and that sense of fear, of furtive unrest, struggling at length to blind unreasoning panic - now mercifully stilled, thank God - might in some manner unforeseen become a living companion as it had before.
While Thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled.
The fact is that the learning process goes on, and so long as the voices are not stilled and the singers go on singing some of it gets through.
Little by little, through patience and repeated effort, the mind will become stilled in the Self.
Never in this world can hatred be stilled by hatred it will be stilled by non-hatred - this is the law Eternal
To experience beauty, love, truth and peace, or God, your mind has to be stilled.
When music sounds, gone is the earth I know, And all her lovelier things even lovelier grow Her flowers in vision flame, her forest trees Lift burdened branches, stilled with ecstasies. When music sounds, out of the water rise Naiads whose beauty dims my waking eyes, Rapt in strange dream burns each enchanted face, With solemn echoing stirs their dwelling-place. When music sounds, all that I was I am Ere to this haunt of brooding dust I came And from Time's woods break into distant song The swift-winged hours, as I hasten along.
Women say ... that if men had to have babies there would soon be no babies in the world.... I have sometimes wished that some clever man would actually have a baby in some new labor-saving way then all men could take it up, and one of the oldest taunts in the world would be stilled forever.
The fact is always simple. The difficulty is in seeing it through the mind which always takes the imaginative way - until it is stilled.
A life without love in it is like a heap of ashes upon a deserted hearth, with the fire dead, the laughter stilled and the light extinguished.