Quotes About Contemplation

Tómate más tiempo y abarca menos terreno.» THOMAS MERTON

through the greatness of the universe which philosophy contemplates, the mind also is rendered great, and becomes capable of that union with the universe which constitutes its highest good.

The unexamined life is surely worth living, but is the unlived life worth examining?" —ADAM PHILLIPS, BRITISH PSYCHOANALYST AND PHILOSOPHER (1954–), FREUDIAN EXISTENTIALIST

I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.

God's call to faithfulness can sometimes be a summons to be still and wait. There is a creative waiting as well as a creative acting.

At night, I think about these things. I'm pleased with what I know, but now I think much more about everything I could have known, which was so much more than anything I can learn now and which now is gone forever.

Bisognerebbe vivere a posteriori. Decidiamo tutto troppo presto.

The paradoxical virtue of reading lies in distancing ourselves from the world so that we may make sense of it.

Being prepared to receive what thought is not prepared to think is what deserves the name of thinking.

I'm possibly a very morbid person but I think about death a lot.

la vida dura lo que se tarda en pasar junto a una ventana.

I like the darkness. It clarifies my thinking. – Gabriel Allon

life is just as long as the time it takes to pass by a window.

I sat still, my head down, staring at a spot between the numbered tiles. I could feel his inquisitive brown eyes on me. Finally, I shrugged and said, 'I don't know.

I pulled the rearview down and looked at myself in the mirror for a spell, trying to spot virtues.

Blanchette stared toward the room in which Rankin's future had been diverted. Yes, he could've made it, all right, Blanchette thought. Not with his next breath or two, but by the time he was fifty, fifty-five. It was up to someone else now. The end of his cigar had a thumb of ash on it, so Blanchette flicked it on the rug, then rubbed it in with his foot. He looked

A wise old owl lived in an oak, The more he saw the less he spoke, The less he spoke, the more he heard, Why aren't we all like that old bird?

watched John and I

To keep the soul continually in a state of gentle calm, it is necessary to perform every action as being done in the presence of God, and as if he himself had ordained it." ~St. Francis de Sales

Speech is oft repented, silence never

Let us not speak of them; but look, and pass on.

Un bon livre, au contraire, ne cherche pas à vous captiver, il vous fait regarder vers le haut (le ciel sans nuage d'été) tout en plongeant au fond de vous-même.

Il faudrait réactiver cette chose délicieuse qui consiste à réfléchir sans se croire obligé d'accrocher au bout de sa pensée une opinion... on est devenu un lecteur mou en réflexion, mais dur en opinion.

No, solitude did not trouble her. She could spend long minutes gazing out the window, hours listening to the BBC on the public radio station. She relished the very texture of her privacy, its depth of space and freedom, much of an entire day hers alone.