Quotes About Contemplation

and I could imagine myself searching for lost time under the tree ...

I was deep inside my mind, which is where I go when things get too intense.

When I stand on the edge of a tall place I feel like I'm on the edge of time, peering into forever. The question 'What if...?' rises up in my mind, and it's exciting because I know that in the next instant, in less time than it takes to snap my fingers, I could fly into eternity.

My last thoughts, measured out in drops of ink.

Jiko also says that to do zazen is to enter time completely.

When you read these words on a page, what happens to them, when they become you?

Ruth had always been fascinated by the meandering currents of his mind

And yet, at night I lie on my bed, counting my beads, one for every thing on earth I love, on and on, in a circle without end.

And I still believe, to the core of my being, that when you pay attention, cooking becomes a kind of meditation.

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Here is an oral tradition, legends passed from mouth to mouth, a communal myth created invariably at the base of the mango tree in the evening's profound darkness, in which only the trembling voices of old men resound, because the women and children are silent, raptly listening. That is what the evening hour is so important: it is the time when the community contemplates what it is and whence it came.

Kiedy si? spieszysz, nic nie widzisz, nic nie prze?ywasz, niczego nie do?wiadczasz, nie my?lisz! Szybkie tempo wysusza najg??bsze warstwy twojej duszy, st?pia twoj? wra?liwo??, wyja?awia ci? i odcz?owiecza.

Whoever sits down behind a desk begins to think differently; his vision of the world and his hierarchy of values change.

After hanging up the phone Aoyama sank back back on the sofa feeling like a balloon in a warm blue sky.

Your own tactic is to train yourself in the art of becoming enigmatic to everybody. My young friend, suppose there was no one who troubld himself to guess your riddle--what joy, then, would you have in it?

Of all ridiculous things the most ridiculous seems to me, to be busy — to be a man who is brisk about his food and his work. Therefore, whenever I see a fly settling, in the decisive moment, on the nose of such a person of affairs; or if he is spattered with mud from a carriage which drives past him in still greater haste; or the drawbridge opens up before him; or a tile falls down and knocks him dead, then I laugh heartily.

For he who loves God without faith reflects on himself, while the person who loves God in faith reflects on God.

You train yourself in the art of being mysterious to everyone. My dear friend! What if there were no one, who cared about guessing your riddle, what pleasure would you then take in it?

To grumble about the world and its unhappiness is always easier than to beat one's breast and groan over oneself.

Above all, do not lose your desire to walk: every day I walk myself into a state of well being and walk away from every illness. I have walked myself into my best thoughts, and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it.

I have walked myself into my best thoughts and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it...but by sitting still, and the more one sits still, the closer one comes to feeling ill.

It isn't at all difficult for philosophy to begin. Far from it: it begins with nothing and can accordingly always begin. What seems so difficult to philosophy and the philosophers is to stop.

He had thought that to pray was to talk; he learned that to pray is not only to keep silent, but to listen. And that is how it is: to pray is not to listen to oneself speak, but is to come to keep silent, and to continue keeping silent, to wait, until the person who prays hears God.

It is unbelievable what a person of prayer can achieve if he would but close the doors behind him.