Quotes About Contemplation

I have sometimes sat alone here of an evening, listening, until I have made the echoes out to be the echoes of all the footsteps that are coming by and by into our lives.

He stepped aside to the ledge where the vine leaves yet lay strewn about, collected two or three, and stood wiping his hands upon them, with his back to the light.

Miss Tox made no verbal answer, but took up the little wateringpot with a trembling hand, and looked vacantly round as if considering what article of furniture would be improved by the contents. The

The more he thought, the more perplexed he was; and, the more he endeavoured not to think, the more he thought.

He looked about him in a confused way, as if he had lost his place in the book of his remembrance; and he turned his face to the fire, and spread his hands broader on his knees, and lifted them off and put them on again.

wonderful fact to reflect upon, that every human creature is constituted to be that profound secret and mystery to every other. A solemn consideration,

Try to think not; and 'twill seem better.' 'I've

There is nothing half so green that I know anywhere, as the grass of that churchyard; nothing half so shady as its trees; nothing half so quiet as its tombstones. The sheep are feeding there, when I kneel up, early in the morning, in my little bed in a closet within my mother's room, to look out at it; and I see the red light shining on the sun-dial, and think within myself, 'Is the sun-dial glad, I wonder, that it can tell the time again?

Contemplating the scene?' inquired the dismal man. 'I was,' said Mr. Pickwick. 'And congratulating yourself on being up so soon?' Mr. Pickwick nodded assent. 'Ah! people need to rise early, to see the sun in all his splendour, for his brightness seldom lasts the day through. The morning of day and the morning of life are but too much alike.

Otra vez preguntándote cosas! —dijo Tom. —Mis pensamientos son tan indómitos, que todo lo miran asombrados —contestóle, la hermana.

Select a room where you can be alone and undisturbed; sit erect, comfortably, but do not lounge; let your thoughts roam where they will but be perfectly still for from fifteen minutes to half an hour; continue this for three or four days or for a week until you secure full control of your physical being.

I conceive of nothing, in religion, science or philosophy, that is more than the proper thing to wear, for a while.

She wondered if literature might lose some of its interest when she reached an age or state of mind where her life was set on such a sure course that the things she read might stop seeming so powerfully like alternate directions for her being.

The kind of humor I like is the thing which makes me laugh for five seconds and think for ten minutes.

A pretty judge of soul, he, to be sure! a man that never laughed!

I love old poems, ladies who lived in past times. Life was maybe not easier, but people took time to idle sometime, and mostly they took time admiring a sunrise, the flowers opening their hearts, etc.

He sat thus, lost in meditation, thinking Om, his soul as the arrow directed at Brahman.

Don't just do something — sit there!

Meditation is the tongue of the soul, and the language of our spirit...

When Memory rings her bell, let all the thoughts run in.

After a partial cessation of his sensuous life, the soul of man, or its organs, rather, are reinvigorated each day, and his Genius tries again what noble life it can make.

When a traveler asked Wordsworth's servant to show him her master's study, she answered, "Here is his library, but his study is out of doors."

Night — the quiet of solitude — the silence of loneliness

Solitary converse with nature; for thence are ejaculated sweet and dreadful words never uttered in libraries. Ah! the spring days, the summer dawns, the October woods!