Quotes About Contemplation

Exista un soi de oameni care ... se gindesc atit de mult la lumea cealalta, incit n-ajung niciodata sa invete cum sa traiasca in lumea asta.

The book to read is not the one that thinks for you, but the one that makes you think.

ConversaÈ›ia cu Francis îmi d?dea senzaÈ›ia unei scufund?ri lente în adâncul oceanului

The book to read is not the one that things for you but the one which makes you think.

The book to read is not the one that thinks for you but the one which makes you think .

In a classroom, when it's silent, they're thinking. You've got to give them time to think.

Why? Jason asked himself. Why this intense and planetary hatred?

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We're both looking at the same moon, in the same world. We're connected to reality by the same line. All I have to do is quietly draw it towards me.

Which is why I am writing this book. To think. To understand. It just happens to be the way I'm made. I have to write things down to feel I fully comprehend them.

I'd be smiling and chatting away, and my mind would be floating around somewhere else, like a balloon with a broken string.

I'm free, I think. I shut my eyes and think hard and deep about how free I am, but I can't really understand what it means. All I know is I'm totally alone. All alone in an unfamiliar place, like some solitary explorer who's lost his compass and his map. Is this what it means to be free? I don't know, and I give up thinking about it.

I think that my job is to observe people and the world, and not to judge them. I always hope to position myself away from so-called conclusions. I would like to leave everything wide open to all the possibilities in the world.

Deep rivers run quiet.

Like you're riding a train at night across some vast plain, and you catch a glimpse of a tiny light in a window of a farmhouse. In an instant it's sucked back into the darkness behind and vanishes. But if you close your eyes, that point of light stays with you, just barely for a few moments.

Whenever I look at the ocean, I always want to talk to people, but when I'm talking to people, I always want to look at the ocean.

Reality was utterly coolheaded and utterly lonely.

When something bothered me, I didn't talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that's just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.

Like dry ground welcoming the rain, he let the solitude, silence, and loneliness soak in.

I feel like I've swallowed a cloudy sky

How many Sundays – how many hundreds of Sundays like this – lay ahead of me? "Quiet, peaceful and lonely," I said aloud to myself. On Sundays i didn't wind my spring.

Pointless thinking is worse than no thinking at all.

When there's nothing to do, you do nothing slowly and intently.

There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.