Quotes About Contemplation

Talking with you is sort of the conversational equivalent of an out of body experience.

Don't talk for five minutes, there's a good chap! I've a strange feeling come over me--almost as if I were going to think!

Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.

Nothing shows you the straight line from here to death like a list.

I look up in the sky, what do I see? Well blue.

I just looked at the calendar and realized- my days are numbered

I spent the afternoon musing on Life. If you come to think of it, what a queer thing Life is! So unlike anything else, don't you know, if you see what I mean.

Thinking over this thought, this whole thinking makes no sense.

Somebody just back of you while you are fishing is as bad as someone looking over your shoulder while you write a letter to your girl.

What you contemplate, you touch. What you enter into in imagination, you make yourself one with.

Every view, and every object I studied attentively, by viewing them again and again on every side, for I was anxious to make a lasting impression of it on my imagination.

The savage hatred I feel for crowds is getting worse, natural enemies that they are of imagination and of thought.

An art aims, above all, at producing something beautiful which affects not our feelings but the organ of pure contemplation, our imagination.

The inertia of the mind urges it to slide down the easy slope of imagination, rather than to climb the steep slope of introspection.

The imagination needs moodling,--long, inefficient happy idling, dawdling and puttering.

Mere imagination would indeed be mere trifling; only no imagination is mere .

Sometimes I fall into the trap of keeping too much to myself, but I think it's important to preserve certain things, it leaves something to the imagination.

Scarcely any degree of judgment is sufficient to restrain the imagination from magnifying that on which it is long detained

Bare lists of words are found suggestive to an imaginative and excited mind.

Living too much in one's head can be dangerous.

Christmas is best pondered, not with logic, but with imagination.

Instead, we linger over a luxury that costs nothing: Imagining what may be.

It's hard being quiet when one's imagination is so loud

Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts.