The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this at any time it can be quietly led.

I do believe that most men live lives of quiet desperation. For despair optimism is the only practical solution. Hope is practical. Because eliminate that and it's pretty scary. Hope at least gives you the option of living.

Spare a thought for the poor introverts among us. In a world of party animals and glad-handers they're the ones who stand by the punch bowl. In a world of mixers and pub crawls they prefer to stay home with a book. Everywhere around them cell phones ring and e-mails chime and they just want a little quiet.

I can write pretty much anywhere if you give me time and some quiet. The home is not usually the best place because I have four children. It's usually pandemonium around here!

In school I was pretty quiet. Kinda shy until my junior year. But at home I was a freak.

Happy happy Christmas that can win us back to the delusions of our childhood days recall to the old man the pleasures of his youth and transport the traveler back to his own fireside and quiet home!

In this world without quiet corners there can be no easy escapes from history from hullabaloo from terrible unquiet fuss.

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new so we must think anew and act anew.

Swedes are such a civilised perfect society - at least on the surface. There's a great safety net a huge middle class free education free health care. People are very polite they wait their turn. They're not too loud they're not too quiet but sometimes it's a little too perfect.

I find happiness comes from numerous sources in my life. Most often the happy moments I cherish most are quiet moments with my wife and family back home in Nova Scotia.

Sadness is a very interesting idea this idea of sadness being some kind of default setting that artists will go into. And then I started thinking about this idea of sadness and happiness and the idea that sadness is very loud and happiness is quiet.

Happiness is a butterfly which when pursued is always just beyond your grasp but which if you will sit down quietly may alight upon you.

Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.

Great events make me quiet and calm it is only trifles that irritate my nerves.

A happy life must be to a great extent a quiet life for it is only in an atmosphere of quiet that true joy dare live.

Mr. Arthur Ashe he was good. I read some of his books. He knew about everything but he was real quiet and didn't talk much. I never met him.

God's voice is still and quiet and easily buried under an avalanche of clamour.

Sometimes I think what I write is funny in its quiet way.

In my circle of friends I've always been loud and funny and talkative. But as soon as I step out of that circle I get very quiet and introspective. I don't want the spotlight on me.

Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding mutual confidence sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.

I am but one member of a vast team made up of many organizations officials thousands of scientists and millions of farmers - mostly small and humble - who for many years have been fighting a quiet oftentimes losing war on the food production front.

For me first it's finding quiet in my life - and I do that through yoga and meditation. It's also been a matter of changing the way I eat because I think what we eat can inform who we are food is a chemical and a drug to a certain extent.

I try to get in quiet time and book time but really the only time I ever get that is when I'm on an airplane - I have a fear of flying but I actually love flying because it's the only time I can sleep and it's the only time I get to read.

I think it's really important for celebrities to use their power of money and fame to get their voices out there. It's funny to me that we're expected to keep quiet just because of who we are. Why do I lose my right to speak my mind because I'm famous?