In philosophy if you aren't moving at a snail's pace you aren't moving at all.

“I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.”

“I think being a woman is like being Irish... Everyone says you're important and…”

“Our actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when…”

“I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.”