Quotes About Contemplation

There isnt always an explanation for everything.

I would walk along the quais when I had finished work or when I was trying to think something out. It was easier to think if I was walking and doing something or seeing people doing something that they understood.

Let's not talk about how I am. It's a subject I know too much about to want to think about anymore.

He thought that he would lie down and think about nothing. Sometimes he could do this. Sometimes he could think about the stars without wondering about them and the ocean without problems and the sunrise without what it would bring.

I wish I did not think about it so much, he thought.

You're remembering well today,' she said. 'Don't do it too much.

What are you doing now, you lazy drunken obscene unsayable son of an unnameable unmarried gipsy obscenity? What are you doing?

He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees. The mountainside sloped gently where he lay; but below it was steep and he could see the dark of the oiled road winding through the pass. There was a stream alongside the road and water of the dam, white in the summer sunlight.

Then as I was getting up to the Closerie des Lilas with the light on my old friend, the statue of Marshal Ney with his sword out and the shadows of the trees on the bronze, and he alone there and nobody behind him and what a fiasco he'd made of Waterloo, I thought that all generations were lost by something and always had been and always would be and I stopped at the Lilas to keep the statue company and drank a cold beer before going home to the flat over the sawmill.

He was completely integrated now and he took a good long look at everything. Then he looked up at the sky. There were big white clouds in it. He touched the palm of his hand against the pine needles where he lay and he touched the bark of the pine trunk that he lay behind.

But now he said his thoughts aloud many times since there was no one that they could annoy.

A töprengés éppoly veszedelmes, mint a félelem.

Yes," said Wilson. "There's that. Doesn't do to talk too much about all this. Talk the whole thing away. No pleasure in anything if you mouth it up too much.

THE GAMBLER,THE NUN & THE RADIO He was thinking well, a little too well

Don't ever kid yourself with too much dialectics.

But in the Gulf you got time. And I'm figuring all the time. I've got to think right all the time. I can't make a mistake. Not a mistake. Not once. Well, I got something to think about now all right. Something to do and something to think about besides wondering what the hell's going to happen. Besides wondering what's going to happen to the whole damn thing.

he said it now in a complete embracing of all that would not be

Quisiera ser el pez - pensó - con todo lo que tiene frente a mi voluntad y mi inteligencia solamente.

Por qué madrugaremos tanto los viejos? ¿Será para alargar el día?

So we sat and thought deeply for awhile.

It is easy when you are beaten, he thought. I never knew how easy it was. And what beat you, he thought. "Nothing," he said aloud. "I went out too far.

As I lay on the bed I could see the big mirror on the other side of the room but could not see what it reflected.

I drank a bottle of wine for company.

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