Quotes About Contemplation

Being observed felt like an action, the only one worth taking.

He replayed the moment--an old disquieting conundrum that clouded whatever new thought had been trying to form. Abruptly, he was exhausted, as if he'd been walking for days--as if he'd wandered too far from his own life to reenter it.

We knew the world would not be the same. A few people laughed. A few people cried. Most people were silent.

Hit me with all those thinky thoughts,

Here one does not use logic to conquer chaos. Rather, one uses logic because the logic itself is beauty, is truth. Plato offers the amazing idea that contemplation of the way things really are is, in itself, a purifying process that can bring human beings into the only divinity there is.

brave thinking about truth is the secret to happiness: concerted and regular contemplation will transform us and let us taste what there is to taste of transcendence.

Do you have a potent way to sustain your sense of meaning, courage, peace, and awe?

To find your own poem to help with making decisions, look for one that mentions choices or roads. We want to reach a field of contemplation, a state of mind near daydream, a mood of thought without the stress of a demanded answer, because when we're there we can hear more parts of ourselves.

Plato offers the amazing idea that contemplation of the way things really are is, in itself, a purifying process that can bring human beings into the only divinity there is.

Is today a good day to die?

You might expect me to say "life," having just woken up and all, but it's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

Is today a good day to die? Is today the day? And if not today–when?

Sometimes all I did all day was just wander around in my mind.

It's only when I'm awake that I think about dying.

On my bed, I sit down and flip through the cut-up books one by one, reading all the cut-up passages.

The wall is a place to keep track of thoughts, as fast as they come, and remember them when they go away. Anything interesting or weird or even halfway inspired goes up there.

It's the kind of smile you smile when you're thinking someone over and trying to decide how you feel about them.

And then I go up to my room, climb onto a chair, and contemplate the mechanics of hanging.

Thinking is best after prayer, but will be none the worse for a meal and a glass of wine.

There's a lot of merit in silence.

I didn't realize you needed a response. When Hamlet is giving a monologue, he just goes on and on by himself.

What do you do from morning to night? I endure myself.

Only those moments count, when the desire to remain by yourself is so powerful that you'd prefer to blow your brains out than exchange a word with someone.

Vous ne le voyez pas, lorsqu'il baisse lentement les paupières, comme pour éteindre ses yeux.