Quotes About Contemplation

It was a gray, not-quite-rainy day, the kind where the sky was so low it seemed to bump you in the forehead when you dared to venture outside.

She was smoking a cigarette and staring out the window as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

I'll think about staying if you'll think about leaving.

Como posso começar pelo começo, quando só consigo pensar no fim?

How can I start at the beginning, when all I can think about is the end?

without the aid of alcohol. "There are no parties to attend," he

The world at night was big and lonesome in a way

WELCOME TO ECHO BEACH, WHERE GOD ANSWERS BACK, read the sign on her left.

Someone who sees her reflection in the words.

Throw open the gates, set self aside, bide in silence and the radiance of spirit shall come in and make its home.

Close your eyes, cover your ears with your hands and open your soul.

Ich sah die beiden Heringe an, die beiden Heringe sahen mich an, wir schwiegen alle drei.

People don't come to church for preachments, of course, but to daydream about God.

don't rush though: your eyes need time to taste. your soul needs room to bloom.

Silence doesn't mean we have run out of things to say, only that we are trying not to say them.

The slide changed to a picture of Kattan walking down a narrow cobblestone street, head down

Sonya Voronova leaned back in the kitchen chair and stared blankly at the computer screen.

The saints repeated this truth time and again over the centuries; that the natural state of a human being is the continuous contemplation and memory of God. I do not mean by that a cerebral memory of God but a memory that works from within the heart.

we must never lose sight of that gaze with which we look at things.

I would leave this earth and these stars, because I would take nothing with me, because I've looked into what's coming, and I don't need anything from here.

Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I'd look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer.

I seek the face of God in the sky and in the waves of the ocean, not in some book or on my knees in some dusty church. "I

Why must people kneel down to pray? If I really wanted to pray I'll tell you what I'd do. I'd go out into a great big field all alone or in the deep, deep woods and I'd look up into the sky—up—up—up—into that lovely blue sky that looks as if there was no end to its blueness. And then I'd just feel a prayer.

Death and the sun can't be looked at steadily.