A wild person with a calm mind can make anything.
I feel calm when I'm on my own.
Bill Moyers is everything I never aspire to be: Calm, Thoughtful, and Informative.
The best of life is life lived quietly, where nothing happens but our calm journey through the day, where change is imperceptible and the precious life is everything.
True enough, the country is calm. Calm as a morgue or a grave, would you not say?
There is nothing like the occasional outburst of profanity to calm jangled nerves.
The best way to give assistance to those who are deeply embarrassed and to calm them down is to praise them decisively.
Keep cool and you will command everyone.
The superior person is calm and composed; the lesser person is continuously worried and distressed.
I try to catch my breath and calm myself down, but it isn't easy. I was dead. I was dead, and then i wasn't, and why? Because of Peter? Peter? I stare at him. He still looks so innocent, despite all that he has done to prove that he is not. His hair lies smooth against his head, shiny and dark, like we didn't just run for a mile at full speed. His round eyes scan the stairwell and then rest on my face. "What?" he says. "Why are you looking at me like that?" " How did you do it?" I say.
I felt like this is a story in 'Life', that does not go too far away from the feeling that something like this could really happen - it's part of what makes you connect and stay with the story. The feeling of "all is good and calm" in the beginning really sets you up for when things start to go "not so good. . . "
We are in the grip of some big machine grinding us along. The force of it simplifies everything. A weird calm settled over me from inside out. What is about to happen has stood in line to happen. All the roads out of that instant have been closed, one by one.
The recognition that things that are not sustainable will eventually come to an end does not give us much of a guide to whether the transition will be calm or exciting.