Quotes About Contemplation

Philosophy is the preparation for death - for leaving the cave of earthly, corporeal existence. And the preparation for death is a lonely and quiet activity - it is the activity of contemplation.

A book ... should resemble a tranquil lake, in whose glassy surface the varied wonders of the earth and sky are faithfully imaged.

Gavin Chambers was at the window of his office high-rise in midtown, looking down at the "protestors"—a ragtag group of aging grunge-ola that probably numbered no more than twenty—mulling inside the building's courtyard

You die. It's over. But right now, I'm not sure.

Before we go forward, we have to look back.

Myron stopped himself from saying any more. He had sounded asinine enough. He just needed a moment or two to gather himself, to figure out what the next step should be. Your

What should she say? Nothing. Not right now anyway. Think it through. Time was a-wasting.

Wheels were beginning to churn in Myron's head. Never a good thing. "Any other messages?

Gespräche behagten ihm ebenso wenig wie das Leben.

Wallace) Stevens turns to the idea of the weather precisely as the religious man turns to the idea of God.

The reception of aesthetic power enables us to learn how to talk to ourselves and how to endure ourselves.

All that the Western Canon can bring one is the proper use of one's own solitude, that solitude whose final form is one's confrontation with one's own mortality.

follow Nietzsche, who warned us that what we can find words for is already dead in our hearts, so that there is always a kind of contempt in the act of speaking.

Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you, because it is, at least in my experience, the most healing of pleasures.

Sometimes I think I have always been sitting like this. I sometimes think I have always been sitting like this, alone by an indifferent fire, curtains closed, night, winter.

And there she was, very dim, very still, placed more or less I would say at the dead centre of the auditorium. I was off centre and have remained so.

In Maycomb, if one went for a walk with no definite purpose in mind, it was correct to believe one's mind incapable of definite purpose.

Talking to Francis gave me the sensation of settling slowly to the bottom of the ocean.

On any other day she would have stood barefoot on the wet grass listening to the mockingbirds' early service; she would have pondered over the meaninglessness of silent, austere beauty renewing itself with every sunrise and going ungazed at by half the world. She would have walked beneath yellow-ringed pines rising to a brilliant eastern sky, and her senses would have succumbed to the joy of the morning. It was waiting to receive her, but she neither looked nor listened.

if one went for a walk with no definite purpose in mind, it was correct to believe one's mind incapable of definite purpose.

In Maycomb, if one went for a walk with no definite purpose in mind, it was correct to believe one's mind incapable of definite purpose.

she would have pondered over the meaninglessness of silent, austere beauty renewing itself with every sunrise and going ungazed at by half the world.

Then Jem said hush a minute. I thought he was thinkin'—he always wants you to hush so he can think.

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