Quotes About Contemplation

When there's no clear option, it's better to do nothing.

After that Johnny began to watch himself. For the first time he learned to think before he spoke.

If someone asks me if I believe in God, I shake my head like I couldn't give a shit, but the truth is, I do. I just don't know what to do about it.

Sometimes my day is crammed full of people and talk and yet I have the feeling of living in utter peace and quiet. And the tree outside my window, in the evenings, is a greater experience than all those people put together.

I do believe it is possible to create, even without ever writing a word or painting a picture, by simply molding one's inner life. And that too is a deed.

A desire to kneel down sometimes pulses through my body, or rather it is as if my body has been meant and made for the act of kneeling. Sometimes, in moments of deep gratitude, kneeling down becomes an overwhelming urge, head deeply bowed, hands before my face.

What occupied his full mind was time itself; time passing: he was concentrating

As soon as a man stopped wandering and stood still an looked around him, he found a god in that place.

Dans la vie, il faut regarder par la fenêtre. (XI, 61)

you got him alone tonight--there'll be a beautiful moon to fill him with poetry and loneliness

The unexamined life is not worth living, but the unlived life is not worth examining.

It's true that the unexamined life is not worth living, but the unlived life is not worth examining.

You cannot know yourself alone, any more than you can see your own face without a mirror.

You are . . . depressed? Bored?" "Are there other feelings?

It was like, oh, we've found the still, dead center of things. This is the quiet middle place where nothing can be done.

the dreamy endlessness of the afternoons spent deep in her own mind.

Annihilating all that's madeTo a green thought in a green shade.

Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day.

To wander solitary there: Two paradises 'twere in one To live in paradise alone.

But when I set it back down she's still staring up—almost as if she's looking to God for

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death. —Alfred Russel Wallace Faking my own death is

I need to spend time with God even when I do not know what to pray.

I found myself staring at him and trying to remember if he ever said anything original. How many women look at their husband one day and wonder what in hell it was that made them want to be with him for a lifetime? Didn't they realize what it meant to spend day in and day out with the same man, hear the same phrases, see the same expressions and realize the same emotions? Was I being unfair?

Take time to deliberate but when the time for action arrives, stop thinking and go in.