Quotes About Contemplation

They are lonely; the spirit of their writing and conversation is lonely; they repel influences; they shun general society; they incline to shut themselves in their chamber in the house, to live in the country rather than in the town, and to find their tasks and amusements in solitude.

Silence is a solvent that destroys personality, and gives us leave to be great and universal.

The question we need to ask ourselves is whether there is any place we can stand in ourselves where we can look at all that's happening around us without freaking out, where we can be quiet enough to hear our predicament, and where we can begin to find ways of acting that are at least not contributing to further destabilization.

The quieter you become the more you can hear.

Meditation raises the question: Who are we really?

Whatever you need to do to get ready to die, you should have done it a minute ago. Do it now and get ready. Every moment is the moment you die. Every breath is the first and last. A conscious being holds on nowhere.

Calm yourself. Think with your intellect, not your burning heart, and you will see what I must do.

We tend to start with Earth and reason up toward Heaven, when instead we should start with Heaven and reason down toward Earth.

Randy Boyagoda

the Rio Grande and she started to think about the river—which she had never considered as a river but as a divine demarcation inscribed on the earth by God himself to separate two profoundly separate places.

Become a man or woman of prayer...Let your heart and mind be kept close to the principal calling of your life, which is to hunger and thirst after God and His righteousness...Let the thoughts and intents of your heart be shaped and guided by time spent in His presence.

Philosopher William Lane Craig reminds us that an infinite regress of causes is like trying to jump out of a bottomless pit. How do you start if you never reach the bottom? On the other hand, one might well ask, if every birth is a rebirth, what kamma was paid for in his first birth?

Earth's crammed with heaven, And every common bush afire with God; But only he who sees takes off his shoes; The rest sit round it and pluck blackberries.1 So said the poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

Mirarea v? îmbog??eÈ™te doar dac? v? faceÈ›i timp s? reflectaÈ›i asupra m?reÈ›iei credinÈ›ei voastre în Isus Cristos.

How do you get so empty? he wondered. Who takes it out of you?

Let you alone! That's all very well, but how can I leave myself alone? We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?

Dad, said Will, his voice very faint. Are you a good person? To you and your mother, yes, I try. But no man's a hero to himself. I've lived with me a lifetime, Will. I know everything worth knowing about myself- And, adding it all up...? The sum? As they come and go, and I mostly sit very still and tight, yes, I'm all right.

holding a book but reading the empty spaces.

Thinking little at all about nothing in particular.

The zipper displaces the button and a man lacks just that much time to think while dressing at dawn, a philosophical hour, and thus a melancholy hour.

I'd like to know what a place is like when I'm not there . I'd like to be sure .

This was all he wanted now. Some signs that the immense world would accept him and give him the long time he needed to think all the things that must be thought.

The psychiatrist wants to know why I go out and hike around in the forests and watch the birds and collect butterflies. I'll show you my collection some day. Good. They want to know what I do with my time. I tell them that sometimes I just sit and think . But I won't tell them what. I've got them running. And sometimes, I tell them, I like to put my head back, like this, and let the rain fall in my mouth. It tastes just like wine. Have you ever tried it?

We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while.