I've been very reluctant on the Twitter front. But I do Instagram now, so I'm slowly coming around. I'm quite a private person, so much of what I do for my job means that I have to be quite public so I'm just nervous about everything being public. I might turn around. Three years ago, I was against all social media but I actually really enjoy Instagram now. Who knows? I never say never!
We are impatient, anxious to see the whole picture, but God lets us see things slowly, quietly.
I don't write a quick draft and then revise; instead, I work slowly page by page, revising and polishing.
The future comes slowly, the present flies and the past stands still forever.
I know that change is difficult, and comes slowly, and that it is the work of many days strung together in a long line until the origin of them is forgotten.
The hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other. . . they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down.
Everyone just keeps on disappearing. Some things vanish, like they were cut away. Others fade slowly into the mist. And all that remains is a desert.
If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing slowly. . . very slowly.
Slowly blossomed, slowly ripened in Siddhartha the realisation, the knowledge, what wisdom actually was, what the goal of his long search was. It was nothing but a readiness of the soul, an ability, a secret art, to think every moment, while living his life, the thought of oneness, to be able to feel and inhale the oneness.
Slowly poetry becomes visual because it paints images, but it is also musical: it unites two arts into one.
Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt.
Walk slowly; all you can ever come to is yourself.
My basic philosophy can be summed up by an expression we use in Norwegian: hurry slowly. Get there, but be patient.
When there's nothing to do, you do nothing slowly and intently.
He stood there for a moment looking around the silent room, shaking his head slowly. All these books, he thought, the residue of a planet’s intellect, the scrapings of futile minds, the leftovers, the potpourri of artifacts that had no power to save men from perishing.
A final reminder. Whenever you are in Paris at twilight in the early summer, return to the Seine and watch the evening sky close slowly on a last strand of daylight fading quietly, like a sigh.
Love is patient, love is kind, love means slowly losing your mind.
I learned. . . that inspiration does not come like a bolt, nor is it kinetic, energetic striving, but it comes into us slowly and quietly and all the time, though we must regularly and every day give it a little chance to start flowing, prime it with a little solitude and idleness.
Most people try to escalate a relationship too quickly. Trust is built slowly, over time. Good relationships are built little by little, and there are no shortcuts, so do not try to push the relationship to progress faster than is natural. Because relationships are progressions, follow-ups are important.
Life improves slowly and goes wrong fast, and only catastrophe is clearly visible.