Quotes About Contemplation

Everything's incredible, if you can skin off the crust of obviousness our habits put on it. Every object and event contains within itself an infinity of depths within depths.

All our actions must be directed, in the last analysis, to making ourselves passive in relation to the activity and the being of divine Reality. We are, as it were, aeolian harps, endowed with the power either to expose themselves to the wind of the Spirit or to shut themselves away from it.

Choiceless awareness - at every moment and in all the circumstances of life - is the only effective meditation.

Želio bih promatrati more na miru.Od toga se osje?am kao...kao da postajem više ja,ako shva?aš što želim re?i.Više svoj,a ne u potpunosti samo dio ne?ega.Ne samo stanica u tijelu društva.

Landscapes can really remind people of who they are. You are almost forced to submit to your immediate experience; you're practically compelled to perform an act of self-loving.

He was a philosopher, if you know what that was.' 'A man who dreams of fewer things than there are in heaven and earth,' said the Savage promptly.

The meditative eye can look through any single object and see, as through a window, the entire cosmos.

He was a philosopher, if you know what that was.' 'A man who dreams of fewer things than there are in heaven and earth

Lordul Edward È™i fratele s?u luau aer în parcul Gattenden. Lordul Edward lua aer plimbîndu-se. Al cincilea marchiz lua aer într-un fotoliu pe rotile, tras de un m?gar mare, cenuÈ™iu. Marchizul era infirm. "Asta nu împiedic?, din fericire, s?-mi umble mintea", îi pl?cea lui s? spun?. Mintea îi umblase haotic, de colo-colo, toat? viaÈ›a. M?garul cenuÈ™iu mergea încet, foarte încet.

But all the same," insisted the Savage, "it is natural to believe in God when you're alone—quite alone, in the night, thinking about death…

There was a little hill behind the house. You climbed it, and there was the whole sky from horizon to horizon. A hundred and eighty degrees of brute inexplicable mystery. It was a good place for just sitting and saying nothing.

Mescalin opens up the way of Mary, but shuts the door on that Martha. It gives access to contemplation - but to a conteplation that is incompatible with action and even with will to action, the very thought of action...

Though the intellect remains unimpaired and though perception is enormously improved, the will suffers a profound change for the worse. The mescalin taker sees no reason for doing anything in particular and finds most of the causes for which, at ordinary times, he was prepared to act and suffer, profoundly uninteresting. He can't be bothered with them, for the good reason that he has better things to think about.

Greedy contemplatives want to possess themselves of the light without bothering about compassion.

Bu adam bir düÅŸünürdü,eÄŸer düÅŸünürün anlam?n? biliyorsan?z. VahÅŸi haz?rcevap bir biçimde Yeryüzü ve gökyüzündeki ÅŸeylerden daha az?n? hayal eden biri. dedi.

Myslel jsem sami, abychom si mohli pohovoÃ…â"¢it," zamumlal. "PohovoÃ…â"¢it - a o ?em?" Procházet a hovoÃ…â"¢it - opravdu, velmi podivný zp?sob, jak strávit odpoledne.

El exceso mental puede producir, para sus fines, la ceguera y sordera voluntarias de una deliberada soledad, la impotencia artificial del ascetismo.

It's going to happen, and one's a fool if one doesn't prepare for it. (About death)

The legs, for example of that chair – how miraculous their tubularity, how supernatural their polished smoothness! I spent several minutes – or was it several centuries? – not merely gazing at those bamboo legs, but actually being them – or rather being myself in them; or, to be still more accurate (for 'I' was not involved in the case, nor in a certain sense were 'they') being my Not-self in the Not-self which was the chair.

One reads to tickle and amuse one's mind; one reads, above all, to prevent oneself thinking.

modo de hacerlo por sí mismo. Ése es el sentido, supongo, del ritual tibetano: alguien que esté ahí sentado todo el tiempo y diciéndonos qué es qué.

And so, resisting the temptation to wallow in artistic remorse, I prefer to leave both well and ill alone and to think about something else.

Don't talk for five minutes, there's a good chap! I've a strange feeling come over me--almost as if I were going to think!

I wrenched DOG backwards to find GOD; now GOD barks.