Quotes About Contemplation

Ahí es donde uno aprende y capta si uno se la puede: si uno es capaz de estar en silencio con uno mismo.

Si accorse che poteva ormai guardarla con freddezza e oggettività, con sguardo sgombro di sentimento. Prima, quando l'amava ancora, la contemplava senza veramente vederla; adesso la vedeva, come si vede un oggetto qualsiasi, senza contemplarla. (Piccola e gelosa)

E ora cosa farò?" si domandava il ragazzo; ogni volta che osservava la mobilità e la continua agitazione della vita, la propria inerzia gli incuteva spavento.

You can't think on purpose about somebody or something. Either you think about them naturally or you don't think at all.

We have to become still in the midst of the turmoil so we can observe clearly how our actions and the actions of others, past and present, fit together in the tapestry of life. In the timeless instant when we stop moving and simply witness the moment, the dust settles and the big picture emerges.

Is today the day? Am I ready? Am I doing all I need to do? Am I being the person I want to be?

Why is it [the unexamined life] not worth living? The unexamined life does not ponder questions like this: Who am I? Where am I? What ought I to do? What may I hope? The unexamined life does not evaluate alternative futures. It "lives with the flow." The unexamined life hears no evil and sees no evil. It is devoid of critical self-assessment. The unexamined life stifles the breath of reason. It violates a distinctive human capacity.

As persons committed to the examined life, each of us must take a stand on each of these questions--however provisional and preliminary that stand may be.

At first blush I am tempted to conclude that a satisfactory hobby must be in large degree useless, inefficient, laborious, or irrelevant.

never had there been so rare a day, or so rich a solitude top spend it in.

A March morning is only as drab as he who walks in it without a glance skyward.

Then on a still night, when the campfire is low and the Pleiades have climbed over the rimrocks, sit quietly and listen for a wolf to howl, and think hard of everything you have seen and tried to understand. Then you may hear it- a vast pulsing harmony- its score inscribed on a thousand hills, its notes the lives and deaths of plants and animals, its rhythms spanning the seconds and the centuries.

Silence is as full of potential wisdom and wit as the unhewn marble of a great sculpture.

The more powerful and original a mind, the more it will incline towards the religion of solitude.

Having to talk destroys the symphony of silence.

A mi noche no la mata ningún sol.

Qué deseaba yo? Deseaba un silencio perfecto. Por eso hablo.

Someone in the garden is delaying the passing of time.

Hablo de mí pues hasta ahora no encontré un tema más interesante.

Si una podría [sic] ser su propio espejo una vez siquiera! Yo reflejándome en mí a la inversa (mí reflejado en yo). Es decir que en vez de mirarme en mi espejo quiero que mi espejo se mire en mí.

No me duele la soledad. Al menos no excesivamente.

Si. Sola. Siempre sola. Lenta, muy lentamente.

Soledad es no saber estar consigo mismo.

Soledad es no saber estar contigo mismo