When something is moving you get that intake of breath and that stillness from the audience.
quote by Theodore Bikel
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
One was never taught how to begin at drama school. But all it required was one intake of breath.
quote by Elaine Paige
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Holley 750
YOU KNOW THAT HOLLEY 4-JET POWER IS MY ONE AND ONLY GOAL. OPEN UP THE THROTTLE, LET THE GAS AIR MIXTURE FLOW. BOLT THE CARBURETOR TO THE INTAKE MANIFOLD. 750 CFM IS GOLD. HOLLEY 750, MAN. I GOT THE ROCKIN' INTAKE SYSTEM, GOT THE GALAXIE THAT FLIES. HIGH PERFORMANCE, RACIN' CAM RIGHT BEFORE MY EYES. 700 HORSES TEARIN' ASS ON DOWN THE ROAD.
song performed by by Zeke
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Life’s Cycle
A gasp of air was sent from above
and was carried further on the wings of a dove.
A gust of wind carried it on to its intended place
where an intake of breath gave a life its first taste.
This first breath known as a life giving spirit
stays with a soul until it reaches life’s limit.
From there it’s returned from whence it came
to be rejuvenated and sent to a new life again.
poem by Orlando Belo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
New Breath
The intake of a new breath
always gives me hope.
It hangs in the background
and helps me to cope
with every thing that is unsure
and so undecided.
And as I then exhale
I become excited
for the life that is anew.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
A New Breath
The intake of a new breath
gives me hope.
It hangs in the background
and helps me cope
with everything that's unsure
and undecided.
And as I exhale
I become excited
for life is with me
as I start anew.
poem by Edwina Reizer
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
There Are Not Many Kingdoms Left
I write the lips of the moon upon her shoulders. In a
temple of silvery farawayness I guard her to rest.
For her bed I write a stillness over all the swans of the
world. With the morning breath of the snow leopard I
cover her against any hurt.
Using the pen of rivers and mountaintops I store her
pillow with singing.
Upon her hair I write the looking of the heavens at
early morning.
-- Away from this kingdom, from this last undefiled
place, I would keep our governments, our civilization, and
all other spirit-forsaken and corrupt institutions.
O cold beautiful blossoms of the moon moving upon
her shoulders . . . the lips of the moon moving there . . .
where the touch of any other lips would be a profanation.
poem by Kenneth Patchen
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Stillness Of The Night
Midnight on the hill I heard the thunder fill
The stillness of the night
It hit me like a slap, youre never comin back
From the stillness of the night
It was never black or white, neither wrong or right
Like the shadow of a full moons light
I knew wed lost the track, when I heard the lightning crack
The stillness of the night
Chorus
In the stillness of the night
Thats when well make it right
We can stop the thunder till the light
In the stillness of the night
I know you think you hear, those voices in your ear
In the stillness of the night
But Ive tried to make it clear theres nothing left to fear
Just the stillness of the night
And if you listen hard you might find the reason for your fright
Just the wind is high tonight
And the danger we must face is the anger of this race
In the stillness of the night
Chorus
song performed by by Reo Speedwagon
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Be Audience Rare
do not write
to fickle audience
be audience rare
write what
themes
flow choose
most
rarely read
rhymes
no time to waste
on audience present
will eternity wait?
do not write
to audience
be audience rare
poem by Terence George Craddock
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Inside me was the stillness
Woven, high between bare branches
rooks nests gather where new growth sprouts,
amidst the stillness inside me.
A tiny blue tit twittering,
flitters towards a coconut,
feeding the stillness inside me
The sky, open, glistening blue,
white clouds sailing, a seagull soaring,
through the stillness inside me.
A purple pansy perfect as the stillness inside me
until............
people came
knocking, ringing, wanting
Then the stillness was gone.
poem by Diana Rosser
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Do Not The
do not the leaves love the tree
even as they fall...
and moths love the flame
into which they die?
and shadows in the night
love the stillness,
as they lay down to meet the dawn?
so love then is a series of deaths,
and each funeral has a face...
it is in the stillness when breath is taken,
that we learn to touch
with the eyes of body and soul!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Speaking Guide Book
“In Chiang Mai
there are many shapeful chedis
in which nowhere can be seen.”
Is stillness something
or is it merely
what’s left over
when things
disappear?
How can things
which are ever-moving,
ever-changing,
not be?
Stillness is complete and perfect
when boundaries disappear.
Cattle
do not feel
the farmyard gate
pressing against
their outward-going faces.
The goat
does not feel
the rope tugging
like the endless past
at its throat.
The bird
does not break
its wing
against the window pane.
The butterfly
does not struggle
into immobility
in the tangles of the spider’s web.
The ear ceases to vibrate,
the skin to be the terminus
of an electric field.
The eye is not stabbed
by arrows of fire.
When the sea is a millpond,
a mirror to the sky above,
a darkened window
to hazy depths below,
and the air is palpable
in its stillness,
where have the waves gone?
poem by Brian Taylor
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Am The Audience
I am the audience
Theres no doubt, no consequence
I could make the morning papers
If I use my capers
Lets be the audience
I might lose my patience
Polite applause excepted
To the ones selected, as the audience...
Oh I ... am the audience
No doubt, no consequence
Cause Im the audience
Lets be the audience
I might lose my patience
Polite applause excepted
To the ones selected
I am the audience
Breakdown the pretence
No longer be silent
Lets turn to violence
I am the audience
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
I Am The Audience
I am the audience
Theres no doubt, no consequence
I could make the morning papers
If I use my capers
Lets be the audience
I might lose my patience
Polite applause excepted
To the ones selected, as the audience...
Oh I ... am the audience
No doubt, no consequence
Cause Im the audience
Lets be the audience
I might lose my patience
Polite applause excepted
To the ones selected
I am the audience
Breakdown the pretence
No longer be silent
Lets turn to violence
I am the audience
song performed by by Xtc
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
For me, the focus are songs, which really get the audience moving.
quote by Joe Cocker
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
Vote! | Copy!
Got To Be Moving On
Sombody told me - there's something better down that way
So don't try to hold me - 'Cos it's all I got to say
Is can't stay
I got to be moving - I got to be moving on
Yeah I got to moving - I got to be moving on
Next time you look around - you may find me gone
I've got to be moving - moving on
Free - nothing can hold me down
What you're loving - is what you found
So don't try to change it
Oh free - I've got to keep moving on
Where ever it takes me - where ever it goes
Somebody told me - there's something better down that way
So don't try to hold me - 'Cos it's all I got to say
Is can't stay
Got to be moving - got to be moving on
Got to be moving - got to be moving on
WHenever you see me - you'll know me by this song
Yeah I - I got to be moving on
Moving on
song performed by by Chris Rea
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
When I'm shooting, really the audience I'm thinking the hardest about is that first test screening audience who I want to like the film and that first opening weekend audience.
November 28,2007 is the International Day of Stillness: A Poem for the day
'Stillness is my beloved teacher.
From her, I learn new things every day.'
I said to Stillness,
How can you teach me so well?
Stillness said,
By being with you always.
I said to Stillness,
How can you teach me so much?
Stillness said,
Because you have much within you;
I, but a mirror for your mind;
I, but a mirror for your heart.
I said to Stillness,
O my beloved teacher, will you
promise me you will never leave me?
Stillness said,
I cannot leave you;
though you can leave me..
but what is stillness without a companion?
I said to Stillness,
Is your work hard?
Stillness said,
I have the most wonderful task that I could wish for:
I sit with babies while they smile;
I sit with children in the classroom
as they delight to learn;
I sit with the angry and disturbed,
and watch them grow to peace;
I sit with the sad and lonely and bereaved
and watch them rediscover happiness and joy;
I sit with kings and queens and rulers
while they find wisdom and mercy;
I sit with governments and committees
while they find reason and justice;
I sit with artists and scientists,
and watch them find new things outside themselves,
and find new things within themselves;
I sit with those who pray or meditate,
as they find God in themselves;
I sit at the feet of saints
while they become perfection;
I walk in the gardens of the dawn,
I walk in the gardens of the dusk;
in the deep of the night, I watch;
I fly with birds, in the silence of the air;
I watch the animals as they explore the earth;
I listen to the growing of the trees and plants;
I listen to the opening of the flowers;
Said Stillness,
I am the friend and the companion of all;
who would not love to share my life with me?
I said to Stillness,
May I never leave you.
And Stillness looked me in the eye,
and Stillness smiled at me:
‘I am born with every creature born
to be their friend for life.’
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I Pray For Darkness...
i pray for darkness...
wrapping splintered lights
in perfected stillness...
stillness that heals
without questioning
why or who!
stillness that sings,
with every pulse of blood
through bodies worn...
stillness that redeems,
bringing the searcher
to his final destination...
stillness that removes,
the cross, , the crown of thorns,
lays down the shield of honor...
stillness that fills,
the empty cup, the box forgotten,
bringing the lover
to the lips of longing...
spilling his passion
on the fertile earth!
i pray for darkness,
removing all graven images,
the power of the formless
to form again and again...
i pray for darkness,
the moonlit touch forbidden,
the lover's cry, the wolfen howl,
the mystic taste of that which
cannot be seen... but felt!
poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Society Knows It
Affluence is the audience
For art and music.
Perversion is the audience
For dance and romance.
Monogamy is the audience
For porn and blue films.
The society is aware of it
And condone it for a purpose.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Stillness: a Poem for the International Day of Stillness, November 28
'Stillness is my beloved teacher.
From her, I learn new things every day.'
I said to Stillness,
how can you teach me so well?
Stillness said,
By being with you always.
I said to Stillness,
How can you teach me so much?
Stillness said,
Because you have much within you;
I, but a mirror for your mind;
I, but a mirror for your heart.
I said to Stillness,
O my beloved teacher, will you
promise me you will never leave me?
Stillness said,
I cannot leave you;
though you can leave me..
but what is stillness without a companion?
I said to Stillness,
Is your work hard?
Stillness said,
I have the most wonderful task that I could wish for:
I sit with babies while they smile;
I sit with children in the classroom
as they delight to learn;
I sit with the angry and disturbed,
And watch them grow to peace;
I sit with the sad and lonely and bereaved
and watch them rediscover happiness and joy;
I sit with kings and queens and rulers
while they find wisdom and mercy;
I sit with governments and committees
while they find reason and justice;
I sit with artists and scientists,
and watch them find new things outside themselves,
and find new things within themselves;
I sit with those who pray or meditate,
and watch them find God in themselves;
I sit at the feet of saints
while they become perfection;
I fly with birds, in the silence of the air;
I watch the animals as they explore the earth;
I hear the growing of the trees and plants;
I listen to the opening of the flowers;
I walk in the gardens of the dawn;
I walk in the gardens of the dusk;
in the deep of the night, I watch.
Said Stillness,
I am the friend and the companion of all;
who would not love to share my life with me?
I said to Stillness,
may I never leave you.
And Stillness looked me in the eye,
and Stillness smiled at me:
‘I am born with every creature born
to be their friend for life.’
*
(With acknowledgements to Iain Trousdell of New Zealand, whose poem quoted from in the first two lines inspired this extension..)
poem by Michael Shepherd
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!