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A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow  (Ruffled Quotes) When you know a person particularly well, you cannot escape their ruffled feelings  (Ruffled Quotes) Blue, green, grey, white, or black; smooth, ruffled, or mountainous; that ocean is not silent  (Ruffled Quotes) Intolerance is the Do Not Touch sign on something that cannot bear touching. We do not mind having our hair ruffled, but we will not tolerate any familiarity with the toupee which covers our baldness  (Ruffled Quotes) At the beginning of meditation training thoughts will arrive one on top of another, uninterrupted, like a steep mountain waterfall. Gradually, as you perfect meditation, thoughts become like the water in a deep, narrow gorge, then a great river slowly winding its way down to the sea; finally the mind becomes like a still and placid ocean, ruffled by only the occasional ripple or wave  (Ruffled Quotes) It is the character of a brave and resolute man not to be ruffled by adversity and not to desert his post  (Ruffled Quotes) While black with storms the ruffled ocean rolls, and from the fisher’s art defends her finny shoals  (Ruffled Quotes) Yoga allows you to find an inner peace that is not ruffled and riled by the endless stresses and struggles of life  (Ruffled Quotes) Well, I’ve ruffled a few feathers at all the institutions I’ve led. But I think that’s part of leadership  (Ruffled Quotes) She didn’t see him watching as he played, having no idea that Hans Hubermann’s accordion was a story. In the times ahead, that story would arrive at 33 Himmel Street in the early hours of morning, wearing ruffled shoulders and a shivering jacket. It would carry a suitcase, a book, and two questions. A story. Story after story. Story within story.  (Ruffled Quotes)