Quotes About Contemplation

A five-week sand blizzard? said Deep Thought haughtily. You ask this of me who have contemplated the very vectors of the atoms in the Big Bang itself? Molest me not with this pocket calculator stuff.

She wish she knew what it was she was trying not to think about

He continued to lie there, like someone lying awake at four o'clock in the morning, unable to put his mind to rest, but unable to find anything to do with it.

Perhaps I would like a glass of whisky. Yes, that seems more likely.

He sat and tapped his teeth with a pencil again and watched his sofa slowly revolving on the screen of his computer.

I have been listening," said Arthur, "but I'm not sure it's helped.

He wasn't certain whether he had just got space-sickness or religion.

He decided to feel sorry for himself. That would pass the time.

There are times, however, when whatever your metabolism you have to take a deep breath.

For Arthur, who could usually contrive to feel self-conscious if left alone for long enough with a Swiss cheese plant, the moment was one of sustained revelation.

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thinking is not really something they are cut out for.

Pensar en que 'estamos solos', sólo porque a ti nunca se te ha ocurrido que existe otro modo de estar.

Arthur stared over the rim of his coffee cup at the grisly outside world. It was a completely pointless place to be, he realized, and he had been driven there by superstition rather than logic.

And then whenever I stop and think – why did I want to do something? – how did I work out how to do it? – I get a very strong desire just to stop thinking about it. Like I have now. It's a big effort to talk about it.

For a moment or two the old man didn't reply. He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head whilst his house is burning down.

He thought he could hear the hum of the universe as he sat there. The airwaves of God, maybe, that kept the whole lunatic world somehow on track.

Here's the thing about darkness: It turns the mind inward.

I say 'Uhmm...' a lot. I mentioned this to Karla and she says it's a CPU word. It means you're assembling data in your head - spooling.

Sólo el individuo que vive en soledad es una criatura sujeta a leyes profundas y si sale al empezar la mañana, o mira hacia la tarde que está vibrante de vida y comprende lo que le rodea, entonces todo se desprende de él, como si de un cadáver se tratara, aunque siga en la plenitud de la vida.

The heart of a man is like deep water.

were not shouting anything, just silently

like having death poke his stinking mug into your face to make you think about things.

until he was standing alone before them.