Quotes About Contemplation

inventory of night thoughts.

antechamber with the same unsmiling abstraction.

I'm confident that you are all saying to yourselves, "Why, I would have thought of that if I had nothing to do all day but to think about stuff!

Existem três Silêncios: o primeiro, de palavra; O segundo, de desejo; o terceiro, de pensamento.

For the first time in four billion years a living creature had contemplated himself and heard with a sudden, unaccountable loneliness, the whisper of the wind in the night reeds.

Non aver paura di fermarti un istante a pensare.

The thought balloon of my own breath said, How have I found myself here?

Perhaps everyone had their own way of preparing to die. Life got you ready.

Life is sad, I thought. Here is someone.

Sometimes there was a simultaneous quiet upstairs and down, like a blanket of snow, as if at that moment no one anywhere in the galaxy knew what to say.

Visit a place at night, she knew, and it was yours.

I was given a room overlooking Constitution Island. The shutters kept out nearly all the starlight and moonlight—sleeping was a dive into a pit, and the sound of reveille seemed to come from a distant star. I lay there, watching the red light steal through the bottom of the shutters. The darkness felt delicious. I wondered if maybe I'd missed my true career.

Luisa pointed up at the crucifix on the wall and asked, 'Do you believe in all that?' 'I would like to,' he replied, 'but it is too difficult.' She nodded in agreement and said, 'If the person hanging on it were a woman, then I would believe it.

Sergeant Pietro Oliva was a good Catholic. He liked to go into a church and cross himself, genuflect to the alter, and then settle down to a little prayer and contemplation, savouring the coolness, the heavy odours, the darkness, and the sensation of being soaked in the atmosphere of centuries' worth of devotion that hung in the tenebrous and golden air of churches.

T? ir mana mor?le. Es piespiežu sevi iedom?ties, ka tas attiecas uz mani person?gi.

Too often I would hear men boast of the miles covered that day, rarely of what they had seen

Education is everywhere, prompting one to think, to consider, to remember.

Reading without thinking is as nothing, for a book is less important for what it says than for what it makes you think.

Under a quiet sky the planet turned, and horses ate, and men slept, and death waited for morning. —

He had no love for sleeping inside and wanted his horse near him. There was something about lying under the stars that was conducive to thought, and he had some thinking to do.

off the leaves and straightened my clothes, wishing there was

staring out at the sunlit street. It was a whole lot simpler out

thinking of his own. How did a

Still, a book is less important for what it says than for what it makes you think.