Quotes About Contemplation

in the most decent sometimes sun there is the softsmoke feeling from urns and the canned sound of old battleplanes and if you go inside and run your finger along the window ledge you'll find dirt, maybe even earth. and if you look out the window there will be the day, and as you get older you'll keep looking keep looking sucking your tongue in a little ah ah no no maybe some do it naturally some obscenely everywhere.

I got into bed, opened the bottle, worked the pillow into a hard knot behind my back, took a deep breath, and sat in the dark looking out of the window. It was the first time I had been alone for five days. I was a man who thrived on solitude; without it I was like another man without food or water. Each day without solitude weakened me. I took no pride in my solitude; but I was dependent on it. The darkness of the room was like sunlight to me. I took a drink of wine.

Y levanto los ojos hacia la ventana y pienso, ya no sé dónde estás, y sigo andando y me pregunto adónde va la vida cuando se detiene

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there are some people who must always go somewhere. 'let's go to a movie!' 'let's go boating!' 'let's get laid!' 'screw all that stuff,' I always say, 'just let me sit here.

The idea, I decided, is not to think. But how do you stop thinking? Why was I chosen to polish this rail? Why couldn't I be inside writing editorials about municipal corruption? Well, it could be worse. I could be in China working a rice paddy.

Ele [Henry} é tão quietinho... - As águas paradas são as que têm maior profundidade

Often the best parts of life were when you weren't doing anything at all, just mulling it over, chewing on it. I mean, say that you figure out that everything is senseless, then it can't be quite senseless because you are aware that it's senseless and your awareness of senselessness almost gives it sense. You know what I mean? An optimistic pessimism.

This thing about fucking was nice. It gave people extra things to think about.

The question of whether there exists a Creator and Ruler of the Universe has been answered in the affirmative by some of the highest intellects that have ever existed.

Often a cold shudder has run through me, and I have asked myself whether I may have not devoted myself to a fantasy.

if I had to live my life again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week;

By now he had stared at the window through a late summer so hot and wet that the air both day and night felt like breathing through a dishrag, so damp it caused fresh sheets to sour under him and tiny black mushrooms to grow overnight from the limp pages of the book on his bedside table. Inman suspected that after such long examination, the grey window had finally said all it had to say.

Thinking: this journey will be the axle of my life.

sitting calm within herself and waiting is often the best choice.

What is reading, but silent conversation.

Daily, quiet reflection on the word of God as it applies to me ... becomes for one a point of crystallisation for everything which gives interior and exterior order to my life." —MEDITATING ON THE WORD

She paused, staring into the void. The void, for its part, stared back unblinking.

Brains mouses over one of the images.

I thought about that long drive in the

For a moment the man from London and the woman in mourning considered each other in silence, each gauging temperament from the slender evidence of appearance.

Hughes has to say. In the cold light of morning

Narrow road, wide road, all of us on it, unhappy, Unsettled, seven yards short of immortality And a yard short of not long to live. Better to sit down in the tall grass and watch the clouds, To lift our faces up to the sky, Considering—for most of us—our lives have been a constant mistake.

When I watch my mind and stay with my body, out of that comes some course of action.