Quotes About Contemplation

This question the Dodo could not answer without a great deal of thought, and it stood for a long time with one finger pressed upon its forehead (the position in which you usually see Shakespeare, in the pictures of him), while the rest waited in silence.

A day spent without the sight or sound of beauty, the contemplation of mystery, or the search of truth is a poverty-stricken day; and a succession of such days is fatal to human life.

A dog's bark amid the water's sound, Peach blossom that's made thicker by the rain. Deep in the trees, I sometimes see a deer, And at the stream I hear no noonday bell. Wild bamboo divides the green mist, A flying spring hangs from the jasper peak. No-one knows the place to which he's gone, Sadly, I lean on two or three pines

SITTING ALONE ON JINGTING SHAN HILL A flock of birds is flying high in the distance, A lonely cloud drifts idly on its own. We gaze at each other, neither growing tired, There is only Jingting Shan.

But if you abandoned the idea that such a paradise awaited you, and believed that you would live this life over and over again, would you not live the life you had more thoughtfully?

I think about dying every day, because I can't stop thinking about living.

Nada disso vai melhorar a qualidade das torradeiras , mas é um lance viajante que faz com que você passe o dia inteiro tentando desvendar a questão.

Why are you here?" Marian's

She had always enjoyed her sense of being alone, envisioning herself as a ball that rolled through life, bumping into other lives but not stopping.

And so it began, not with thunderous noise, or drama, or a cataclysmic collapse, but with . . . silence.

While appreciating the beauty around her, Eden considered the darkness that lay ahead.

The pushing, the scrambling, the hustle and bustle apart from which politics is inconceivable, utterly disgust me. My delight is contemplation and delineation.

In my afternoon walk I would fain forget all my morning occupations and my obligations to society.

How utterly are one's best thoughts invaded by this going out in society.

Solitude is sometimes the best society.

Every great thinker keeps a journal, you know.

It is necessary for the perfection of human society that there should be men who devote their lives to contemplation.

Society develops wit, but its contemplation alone forms genius.

God put in man thought; society, action; nature, revery.

A sensible man ought to find sufficient company in himself.

Never be in a hurry; do everything quietly and in a calm spirit. Do not lose your inner peace for anything whatsoever, even if your whole world seems upset.

Settle yourself in solitude, and you will come upon God in yourself.

Contemplation is nothing else but a secret, peaceful, and loving infusion of God, which, if admitted, will set the soul on fire with the Spirit of love.

Remember God more often than you breathe.