Quotes About Contemplation

I am getting old and the sign of old age is that I begin to philosophize and ponder over problems which should not be my concern at all.

What voice have I borrowed to express a necessary silence?

I want to hold my breath for as long as it takes. I want to stop breathing just long enough to know what it would be like to be totally sitll. Like being a cough away from death. Not really there- not really here.

older, I've got a clear space around me I didn't have before. I wonder if that's like a future, or a place where a future will be.

Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation...tooting, howling, screeching, booming, crashing, whistling, grinding, and trilling bolster his ego. His anxiety subsides. His inhuman void spreads monstrously like a gray vegetation.

Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.

Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.

The wise person often shuns society for fear of being bored.

To be among people one loves, that's sufficient; to dream, to speak to them, to be silent among them, to think of indifferent things; but among them, everything is equal.

This great misfortune - to be incapable of solitude.

Nina could scarcely believe a house could be as quiet as the one on Washington Street. Although there were moments when she missed her children, her main response to living apart from her husband was relief…[H]er current solitude was not just a respite, it was a time to contemplate her future options. Nina marveled that she had choices to consider.

Would it perturb you to see things as they are? To gaze at the world tranquilly and accept responsibility for your gaze, whatever it might see?

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c'était pas un péché… si c'était pas un péché, je me pensais, de clôturer une chrétienne quasiment sous terre quand il faisait si beau dehors.

and my eyes no longer gaze the same on the face of the world.

Keeping silent blocks both judgment and change.

In sooth, I know not why I am so sad.

Go deeply into the urge to be silent and not the mental interference of how, where and when. If you follow silence to its source you can be taken by it in a moment.

When timeless moments solicit you, accept the invitation. Go deep within it, until you find yourself in your absence.

After years of a very busy life, I found myself with no commitments. It was a very free-floating state that was open, perhaps, to new ideas.

The feeling of Sunday is the same everywhere, heavy, melancholy, standing still.

Not that she objected to solitude. Quite the contrary. She had books, thank Heaven, quantities of books. All sorts of books.

Talk about it only enough to do it. Dream about it only enough to feel it. Think about it only enough to understand it. Contemplate it only enough to be it.

Someone enjoying a good perve, no doubt. Well, and why not? There wasn't much else to enjoy, these days.