Susanna Clarke Quotes

My love is a hummingbird sitting that quiet moment on the bough, as the same cat crouches.

A harmless necessary cat.

On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence.

Three quiet days. This hell fiend is like a cat with a mouse. She lets me loose only to pounce upon me again. I am never so frightened as when every thing is still.

A cat understands how to be pleasant in the morning. He doesn't talk.

A garden without cats, it will be generally agreed, can scarcely deserve to be called a garden at all...much of the magic of the heather beds would vanish if, as we bent over them, there was no chance that we might hear a faint rustle among the blossoms, and find ourselves staring into a pair of sleepy green eyes.

When there was room on the ledge outside of the pots and boxes for a cat, the cat was there- in sunny weather- stretched at full length, asleep and blissful, with her furry belly to the sun and a paw curved over her nose.

Many a cat can only be lured in by switching off all the lights and keeping very still. Until the indignant cry of a cat-locked-out comes at the door.

Breathe soft, ye winds! ye waves, in silence sleep!

If Men and Women took their Pleasures as noisily as the Cats, what Londoner could ever hope to sleep of nights?

Just sitting in silence is one of the best things a man can do.

Other sound than the owl's voice there was none, save the falling of a fountain into its stone basin; for, it was one of those dark nights that hold their breath by the hour together, and then heave a long low sigh, and hold their breath again.

Silence came before creation, and the heavens were spread without a word

Remain quiet. Don't feel you have to talk all the time. Go within and you will see the Loveliness behind all beauty.

When everything that ticked has stopped, and space stares, all around, or grisly frosts, first autumn morns, repeal the beating ground.

Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.

You have to keep people engaged until you get them through the next commercial. I'm not complaining about working in TV, at all, but just as an artistic reaction, I find myself being so drawn to moments of silence where things are allowed to breathe.

If ever you do go back, what is it you want of Evesham?" "Do I know? [...] The silence, it might be ... or the stillness. To have no more running to do ... to have arrived, and have no more need to run. The appetite changes. Now I think it would be a beautiful thing to be still.

There's an interconnectivity between what's in the consciousness of cat and what's in the consciousness of us.

As long as you are stationary, no one will complain. Dogs don't bark at parked cars.

Smooth runs the water where the brook is deep.

at last no one decided And no one knocked And no one jumped up And no one opened And there stood no one And no one entered And no one said: welcome And no one answered: at last

Silence is deeply important in all of our lives.

Instead of yielding to idle conversation it might profit one to cultivate silence and contemplation.

I sat up, sliding them off, and the quiet around me did not, for once, seem empty and vast. Instead, for the first time in a while, it felt like it already was full.