Quotes About Contemplation

C'était toujours pareil avec les cerfs-volants. Vos pensées dérivent en même temps qu'eux.

shade of a wall, listlessly fingering their prayer beads

When the world is itself draped in the mantle of night, the mirror of the mind is like the sky in which thoughts twinkle like stars.

Under the circumstances the only honest answer an intelligent person can give to the question 'Is there a God?' is to say, 'I do not know.

For the remainder of her days, my grandmother lay in bed, staring past the window into space. It was if a part of her mind had died before her body had time to give up.

Personally, I do not lack the courage to think a thought whole.

If this had not been the case with Abraham, then perhaps he might have loved God but not believed; for he who loves God without faith reflects upon himself, he who loves God believingly reflects upon God.

Norah watched him, serious and utterly absorbed in his task, overcome by the simple fact of his existence.

You couldn't blame him, no, you couldn't fault him for wanting to go deeper into every fleeting moment, to study its mystery.

I wondered if I could call my experience in the chapel prayer--not a long list of asking, after all, or a rote string of words, but rather a kind of sacred listening. [p, 355]

I sat for a moment, figuring things out, then decided to stay there. If I was on the floor, I couldn't fall down.

I can think of a lot of things to do, he said, and none of them involve standing up. - Al

His seat belt was on, and his hands dropped from where he'd been fiddling with the visor. "You look small," he finally said, looking both innocent and wise.

shimmered under his tight jaw

For Muir, Emerson and Thoreau were insufficiently wild; they thought from the head down, not feet up.

as if you are already dead.'" "What's that?" "A Japanese saying. Live as if you are already dead.

Chinese Buddhism was the natural study of reality, and led to feelings of devotion just from noting the daily leaves, the colors of the sky, the animals seen from the corner of the eye.

She walked through the city, trying to get away from herself.

Thoughts, ideas, and suggestions.

Malcolm said nothing to that. He swayed from side to side in his chair as a way of suggesting that life held many such small puzzles.

At 4 o'clock in the morning while the world sleeps off its judgment... (page 214)

quizá incluso tenía miedo— a especular.

You walk down the street and people are just graveyards, really.

There is nothing like being left alone again, to walk peacefully with oneself in the woods. To boil one's coffee and fill one's pipe, and to think idly and slowly as one does it.