Quotes About Contemplation

They should listen to the unsaid words that resonate around the edge of the poem.

Oil the saw, sharpen axes, Learn the names of all the peaks you see and which is highest- there are hundreds- Learn by heart the drainages between Go find a shallow pool of snowmelt on a good day, bathe in the lukewarm water.

Spring-water in the green creek is clear Moonlight on Cold Mountain is white Silent knowledge—the spirit is enlightened of itself Contemplate the void: this world exceeds stillness.

The moon shines on the river, The wind blows through the pines- Who is this long, beautiful evening for

Immensity is within ourselves. It is attached to a sort of expansion of being that life curbs and caution arrests, but which starts again when we are alone. As soon as we become motionless, we are elsewhere; we are dreaming in a world that is immense. Indeed, immense is the movement of motionless man. It is one of the dynamic characteristics of quiet daydreaming.

Reverie is not a mind vacuum. It is rather the gift of an hour which knows the plenitude of the soul.

Contemplating a flame perpetuates a primordial reverie. It separates us from the world and enlarges our world as dreamers. In itself the flame is a major presence, but being close to it makes us dream of far away, too far away. The flame is there, feeble and tiny, struggling to stay in existence, and the dreamer goes on to dream of elsewhere, losing his own being by dreaming on a grand, on a too grand scale by dreaming of the world.

Nobody knows that in reading we are re-living our temptations to be a poet. All readers who have a certain passion for reading, nurture and repress, through reading, the desire to become a writer...In this admiration, which goes beyond the passivity of contemplative attitudes, the joy of reading appears to be the reflection of the joy of writing, as though the reader were the writer's ghost.

Well-determined centers of revery are means of communication between men who dream as surely as well-defined concepts are means of communications between men who think.

In this admiration, which goes beyond the passivity of contemplative attitudes, the joy of reading appears to be the reflection of the joy of writing, as though the reader were the writer's ghost.

Avant de penser, il faut étudier. Seuls les philosophes pensent avant d'étudier.

Have you never thought as you read that months may lie between any pair of words?)

He paused, and I knew he was delving again in a mind larger and darker than even his great library.

I said nothing. It may have been that I was thinking; but if so, my mind was too much filled with sleep to be conscious of its thought. Instead, I became profoundly aware of my physical surroundings. The sky above my face in all its grandeur seemed to have been made solely for my benefit, and to be presented for my inspection now. I lay upon the ground as upon a woman, and the very air that surrounded me seemed a thing as admirable as crystal and as fluid as wine.

Something like that." "You

Solitude has great attractions for the wise.

If the regular length of a shot is increased, one becomes bored, but if you keep on making it longer, it piques your interest, and if you make it even longer, a new quality emerges, a special intensity of attention.' This is Tarkovsky's aesthetic in a nutshell.

The pace of words is the pace of walking, and the pace of walking is also the pace of thought.

The music comes out of the silence. I don't mind if it goes back in. We come out of the silence...

Slowly, Woyzeck, take it slowly. One thing after another one. You make me feel giddy. - What am I supposed to do with the ten minutes you save rushing that way? What use are they to me? Think about it, Woyzeck; you've got a good thirty years left. Thirty years. That makes three hundred and sizty months - and then there's days, hours, minutes! What're you going to do with such a monstrous amount of time? Eh? Space it out a bit, Woyzeck.

The only Thought which Philosophy brings with it to the contemplation of History, is the simple conception of Reason; that Reason is the Sovereign of the World; that the history of the world, therefore, presents us with a rational process.

Two percent of the people think; three percent of the people think they think; and ninety-five percent of the people would rather die than think.

Few people think more than two or three times a year; I have made an international reputation for myself by thinking once or twice a week.

Si usa uno specchio di vetro per guardare il viso; e si usano le opere d'arte per guardare la propria anima.