Movement is tranquility.
The Vice President is like a man in a cataleptic state. He cannot speak. He cannot move.
Remember the movements that don't look like moving.
No one could be still like Edward.
The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color.
If you keep dead still, they will run down in three of four minutes.
Advising his successor on how to deal with long-winded White House visitors and dignitaries:
What can stars do? Nothing..But sit on their axis!
He had been standing still; for an artist, one of the more painful forms of death.
What I am seeking... is a motionless movement, something equivalent to what is called the eloquence of silence.
And still the Void is still and'll never move - But I will be the Void, moving without having moved.
Nothing was happening in the bedroom. I nicknamed our waterbed the Dead Sea.
"Stand still" - keep the posture of an upright man, ready for action, expecting further orders, cheerfully and patiently awaiting the directing voice; and it will not be long ere God shall say to you, as distinctly as Moses said it to the people of Israel, "Go forward."
Nothing is more intriguing than a still photograph in the middle of a motion picture... Just as an accident is a cry changed into silence and not a silence after a cry, photography is speed rendered motionless.
Be still my non-beating heart.
Dead, hung up indoors, the kingfisher will not indicate a favoring wind, or avert the thunderbolt.
No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
All Heaven and Earth are still, though not in sleep, But breathless, as we grow when feeling most.
She was lying like a loaf of bread. I said, baby, baby, baby, are you dead?
There was no wind in all that sweep of sky.
Indian classical dance is sustained by a profound philosophy. Form seeks to merge with the formless, motions seek to become a part of the motionless, and the dancing individual seeks to become one with the eternal dance of the cosmos.
It is the fixed that horrifies us, the fixed that assails us with the tremendous force of mindlessness. The fixed is a Mason jar,and we can't beat it open. ...The fixed is a world without fire--dead flint, dead tinder, and nowhere a spark. It is motion without direction, force without power, the aimless procession of caterpillars round the rim of a vase, and I hate it because at any moment I myself might step to that charmed and glistening thread.
As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.
When we did not move or speak, there was no proof that we were there at all.
There was only silence. It was the silence of matter caught in the act and embarrassed. There were no cells moving, and yet there were cells. I could see the shape of the land, how it lay holding silence. Its poise and its stillness were unendurable, like the ring of the silence you hear in your skull when you're little and notice you're living the ring which resumes later in life when you're sick.
When we define the Photograph as a motionless image, this does not mean only that the figures it represents do not move; it means that they do not (i)emerge(i), do not (i)leave(i): they are anesthetized and fastened down, like butterflies.