Quotes About Contemplation

There was a rock in front of my hut, a tall, gray rock. By its looks it seemed to be well-disposed toward me...

Wasn't Pan sitting in a tree watching to see how I would comport myself? Wasn't his belly open, and wasn't he hunched over so that he seemed to be drinking from his own belly? But all this he did only so he could cock his eye and watch me, and the whole tree shook from his silent laughter when he saw that my thoughts were running away with me.

en Hjærne til hest.

Gözlerimi aç?nca, eski al??kanl?k, bugün için bir ümit var m? diye düÅŸünmeye baÅŸlad?m.

The day might come when I would just take into my head to pass her haughtily by without glancing once towards her. Ay, it might happen that I would venture to do this, even if she were to gaze straight into my eyes, and have a blood-red gown on into the bargain.

Frank said nothing. Which was a good answer.

For meg hører skogen og ensomheten til.

I lay a while gazing into the darkness, this dense mass of gloom that had no bottom--my thoughts could not fathom it.

When it got dark I jogged along to the Town Hall--God knows how I got there--and sat on the edge of the balustrade. I tore a pocket out of my coat and took to chewing it; not with any defined object, but with dour mien and unseeing eyes, staring straight into space.

Lernen und nicht denken ist nichtig, denken und nicht lernen ist ermüdend.

Chi ha contemplato una volta con i propri occhi la bellezza della natura non è destinato alla morte come pensa Platen, bensì alla natura stessa, di cui ha intravisto le meraviglie.

Now, hush. We do best when we doan talk.

There is no better way to gain perspective on one's life than by gazing upon the heavens.

Take a stress pill and think things over-- HAL in 2001

I'm wading in, but I'm not ready to fully immerse myself yet.

Bough of a tree to the rain . . ." he turns the phrase over in his mouth as if it were fine wine, trying to guess its vintage, realizing somewhat indifferently that it is beyond him.

And I am resolved never to speak again without taking time to think carefully on what I am going to say, for I realize that speech without thought is dangerous

You've been thinking and I've been drinking.

Gardening is an active participation in The deepest mysteries of the universe.

When I have a terrible need of - shall I say the word - religion. Then I go out and paint the stars.

After all the great religions have been preached and expounded, man is still confronted with the Great Mystery.

Excessive concern with religion seems to me a last resort for people who have been exhausted by life.

The unbeliever imagines that religion pretends to offer answers, while the believer knows that the only promise it makes is to multiply questions.

I have found, after a good deal of consideration, that the best place to seek God is in a garden. You can dig for Him here.