In the mirror of your mind all kinds of pictures appear and disappear. Knowing that they are entirely your own creations, watch them silently come and go. Be alert, but not perturbed. This attitude of silent observation is the very foundation of yoga. You see the picture, but you are not the picture.
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj
Joys and sorrows are time-born and cannot last. Therefore, do not be perturbed by these. The greater the difficulties and obstructions, the more intense will be your endeavor to cling to His feet and the more will your prayer increase from within. And when the time is ripe, you will gain mastery over this power.
I was perturbed by the suspicion that the anguish of love contemned was alloyed in her broken heart with the pangs, sordid in my young mind, of wounded vanity. I had not yet learnt how contradictory is human nature; I did not know how much pose there is in the sincere. how much baseness in the noble, nor how much goodness in the reprobate.
W. Somerset Maugham
To meditate means to realize inwardly the imperturbability of the Essence of Mind. The reason why we are perturbed is because we allow ourselves to be carried away by the circumstances we are in. Those who are able to keep their mind unperturbed, irrespective of circumstances, have attained Inner Peace.
Yearning for Allah and His meeting is like the gentle breeze blowing upon the heart, extinguishing the blaze of the Dunya. Whosoever caused his heart to settle with his Lord shall be in a state, calm and tranquility, and whosoever sent it amongst the people shall be disturbed and excessively perturbed.
Ibn Qayyim Al-Jawziyya
That be the jealousy talking," Gator said, in no way perturbed. "I can't help the way the women love me. I was born with the gift." The men hooted and made rude noises. "You were born with a gift of bullshitting." Sam pointed out, "but that's about it." He looked at Dahlia. "Pardon me, ma'am, but its the truth." "I rather thought it was," she agreed.
From the social cognitive perspective, it is mainly perceived inefficacy to cope with potentially aversive events that makes them fearsome. To the extent that people believe they can prevent, terminate, or lessen the severity of aversive events, they have little reason to be perturbed by them. But if they believe they are unable to manage threats safely, they have much cause for apprehension
He decided then that he would love her forever no matter what came to pass. It was not so much a matter of deciding as accepting the inevitability of it. It made him feel better, though he felt perturbed, too, worried that this kiss was wrong. But from his point of view, at fourteen years old, their love was entirely unavoidable. It had started on the day they'd clung to his glass box and kissed in the sea, and now it must go on forever. He felt certain of this.
Churchmen are quick to defend religious freedom; lawyers were never so universally aroused as by President Roosevelt's Court bill; newspapers are most alert to civil liberties when there is a hint of press censorship in the air. And educators become perturbed at every effort to curb academic freedom. But too seldom do all of these become militant when ostensibly the rights of only one group are threatened. They do not always react to the truism that when the rights of any individual or group are chipped away, the freedom of all erodes.
As I, my real self, grew older, I entered more and more into the substance of my dreams. One may dream, and even in the midst of the dream be aware that he is dreaming, and if the dream be bad, comfort himself with the thought that it is only a dream. This is a common experience with all of us. And so it was that I, the modern, often entered into my dreaming, and in the consequent strange dual personality was both actor and spectator. And right often have I, the modern, been perturbed and vexed by the foolishness, illogic, obtuseness, and general all-round stupendous stupidity of myself, the primitive.
You're a wonderful dancer, Ria.' 'Mademoiselle Geraldine's takes such things seriously.' 'Ah. And how many ways do you know to kill me, while we dance?' 'Only two, but give me time.' 'You have lovely eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?' 'What rot. They are a muddy green. What are you about, Lord Mersey?' Felix sighed, looking genuinely perturbed. His air of ennui was shaken. 'I am trying to court you. Truth be told, Miss Temminnick, you make it ruddy difficult!' 'Language, Lord Mersey.' Sophronia felt her heart flutter strangely. Am I ready to be courted? 'See!
Tell me you didn't, ' she groaned, knowing it would be a lie. 'Please tell me you didn't take advantage of these poor people.' 'I didn't, ' he chirped. 'Liar.' He sighed, frustrated. 'Amora, you're not seeing things from an immortal perspective. The people who built this temple... ' 'Temple?' she cried, cutting him off. 'You forced these people to build a temple for you! Why? Because all of a sudden you're God now?' He lifted a finger, looking perturbed by her interruption. 'No, Amora, not God. But from their viewpoint I may seem a bit...god-like.' She rolled her eyes in an exaggerated manner. 'And if you'd let me finish, ' he went on, 'these particular individuals had no part in the construction of that monument; it was their ancestors who erected it. And I must say, they did a fine job of it too. My likeness has weathered the centuries quite well.' 'You're despicable.' He frowned at the insult. 'Nobody was forced to build us a temple, Amora. They chose to do so.' 'You were that impressive to them, huh?' 'Apparently.' His eyes twinkled at the memory. He took a few steps toward the distant city, pulling Eena along. 'Come on, let's go have some fun.' 'No way.' She planted her feet, refusing. Surprisingly it put a stop to him. 'And why not?' 'Because you're sudden appearance will upset them! No doubt you'll want to show off with some shockingly grand entrance. I'm not going to take part in a game of deceit.' 'I'm not deceiving anyone, ' Edgar disputed. 'I can't help it if they happen to think I'm perfectly magnificent.' His pompous view of himself earned a nasty look as well as a lecture. 'I can't believe you're okay with letting people believe lies that affect the way they live and think! You're not even close to being a god, Edgar, and yet you allow them to accept you as some sort of deity because of your unusual abilities. For centuries now you've abandoned this world and a population who probably looked to you and your lousy sisters for help. It's all a big, disgusting sham!' Edgar pouted like a child. 'Fine-spoil all my fun. We'll go do something else. Something that doesn't include your poor, fragile, stupid mortals.' 'They're not stupid.' 'They think I'm a god, ' he snapped. That was a pretty good argument.
Richelle E. Goodrich