those pockets of silence

I came across this quote by Rothko today and it resonated with me. Life becomes hectic and asks so much of us and how can we find those pockets of silence?

When I was a younger man, art was a lonely thing. No galleries, no collectors, no critics, no money. Yet it was a golden age, for we all had nothing to lose and a vision to gain. Today it is not quite the same, it is a time of tons of verbiage activity, consumption. Which condition is better for the world at large, I will not venture to discuss. But I do know that many of those who are driven to this life are desperately searching for those pockets of silence where we can root and grow. We must all hope we find them.

– Mark Rothko (The awakened eye)