Quotes About Contemplation

To speak out aloud when alone is as it were to have a dialogue with the divinity which is within.

At his feet something to cultivate and gather; above his head something to study and meditate on; a few flowers on earth and all the stars in heaven.

There is lucidity inspired by the nearness of the grave:to be close to death is to see clearly

You look at a star for two reasons, because it is luminous, and because it is impenetrable.

While contemplating the bride, and eyeing the cake of soap, he muttered between his teeth: 'Tuesday. It was not Tuesday. Was it Tuesday? Perhaps it was Tuesday. Yes, it was Tuesday.' No one has ever discovered to what this monologue referred. Yes, perchance, this monologue had some connection with the last occasion on which he had dined, three days before, for it was now Friday.

Though one believes in nothing, there are moments in life when one accepts the religion of the temple nearest at hand.

The soul falls into contemplation before this sanctuary, where the celebration of love is held.

He believed that faith gives health. He sought to counsel and calm the despairing by pointing out the Man of Resignation, and to transform the grief that contemplates the grave by showing it the grief that looks up to the stars.

When one has but a single idea he finds in it everything.

He loved to saunter through fields of wild oats and corn-flowers, and busied himself with clouds nearly as much as with events.

La pensée est le labeur de l'intelligence, la rêverie en est la volupté.

Let us reflect, if we wish to be brilliant. Too much improvisation empties the mind in a stupid way. Running beer gathers no froth. No haste, gentlemen.

Indeed, what more could you want? A little garden to amble about in, and infinite space to dream in. At his feet, whatever could be grown and gathered; over his head, whatever could be studied and meditated upon; a few flowers on the ground and all the stars in the sky.

Make thought a whirlwind.

Philosophy is the microscope of the thought.

By continually going out for reverie, a day comes when you go out to drown yourself.

Does not this comprehend all, in fact? and what is there left to desire beyond it? A little garden in which to walk, and immensity in which to dream. At one's feet that which can be cultivated and plucked; over head that which one can study and meditate upon: some flowers on earth, and all the stars in the sky.

It is on December nights, with the thermometer at zero, that we most think of the sun.

To place the infinity here below in contact, by the medium of thought, with the infinity on high, is called praying.

The head which does not turn backwards towards horizons that have vanished contains neither thought nor love.

Monseigneur Bienvenu was simply a man who took note of the exterior of mysterious questions without scrutinizing them, and without troubling his own mind with them, and who cherished in his own soul a grave respect for darkness.

Without seeking to comprehend the incomprehensible, he gazed upon it. He did not study God; he was dazzled by Him.

A moment later he was in his garden, walking, meditating, contemplating, his heart and soul wholly absorbed in those grand and mysterious things which God shows at night to the eyes which remain open.

Ceux qui vivent, ce sont ceux qui luttent ; ce sont Ceux dont un dessein ferme emplit l'âme et le front. Ceux qui d'un haut destin gravissent l'âpre cime. Ceux qui marchent pensifs, épris d'un but sublime.