Quotes About Contemplation

You're the only man I know whose brain don't work unless it's in the shade.

But once in a while, even if nobody mentioned one, the thought of women entered his head all on its own, and once it came it usually tneded to stay for several hours, filling his noggin like a cloud of gnats. Of course, a cloud of gnats was nothing in comparison to a cloud of Gulf coast mosquitoes, so the thought of women was not that bothersome, but it was a thought Pea would rather not have in his head.

It was something he had always done - moved apart, so he could be alone and think things or a little.

In the last year or two he had not only grown indifferent to company, he had begun to find it irritating.

the seven of them rode for two hours into country that seemed to contain nothing except itself.

Every time Roscoe tried to think back along the line of events that had led to his being in a place where there was no trees to lean against, he strayed off the line and soon got all tangled up in his thinking. It was probably better not to try and think back down the line of life.

In fact, July felt he had reached a point in his life where virtually nothing was known.

He had not stayed, but when he had gone, he hadn't fought, either. He had done nothing but ride twice over the same stretch of prairie, while death had come to both camps.

Looking at her, though, was like looking at the hills. The hills stayed as they were. You could go them, if you had the means, but they extended no greeting.

figured Godwin

Crowded up in a room, it was difficult for her to keep herself—on the grass, with the sky far above, it was easy.

Mrs. Popper smiled, but neither of them spoke again, all the way to Olney.

Since sport was what he had been brooding

To doubt everything or to believe everything are two equally convenient solutions; both dispense with the necessity of reflection. -H. Poincare

It can be wonderful to see something about ourselves, even when what we're seeing is not especially wonderful.

You might from that vantage point go back and study impermanence with the other contemplations, seeing that the breath itself, for instance, arises and passes away.

They might spend years tracing some mental formation back to its source.

Long past the moment when her neck begins to stiffen and ache, she continues to stare into the darkness, even though none of the human secrets she needs to know are to be found in the stars but rather closer to the earth her boots stand upon.

The limitless, lowering sky, the long stretches of motionless empty prairie, the silence, complete right down to the absence of birdsong -- who knows what decides a man to leave most of his words unspoken?

Todas las aves tomaron del fuegosu figura. El pensamiento también tiene su origen en el fuego. Las lenguas de fuego pronuncian palabras tan frías y exactas como la verdad más cálida que puedan tener los labios. Recuerda que las palabras pueden crear de nuevo el universo. Cada vez que te sientas confundida contempla el fuego y entrégale tu mente.

All of a sudden she had a thought that made her run outside to look at the stars.

What is it about water that affects a person? I never see a great river or lake but I think how I would like to see a world made and watch it through all its changes.

I have learned that if the mind is allowed to dwell on a circumstance more and more details will present themselves and the memory becomes much more distinct.

I studied a crescent moon hung crooked in a plum purple sky and thought about what it would be like to truly be seen.