Quotes About Contemplation

He saw now she was not just handsome, but rather had a quiet, cumulative beauty. She was a tall woman, middle-aged, whose face was not etched with the stern lines of church folks who've seen too much and done little about it other than pray.

He leaned on the church wall and gave his heart a moment to catch itself.

Maya departs for city, cat, and lover. The days grow shorter. Summer's over. We take long walks among the flying leaves And ponder turnings taken by our lives. Look at each other closely, as friends will On parting. This is not farewell, Not now. Yet something in the sad End-of-season light remains unsaid.

Fang. I had to do some thinking about him. Me. I had some thinking to do about me too.

You see, one of the best things about reading is that you'll always have something to think about when you're not reading.

If this was what life was like without words - a life of doing, not just talking - I just might be willing to give them up forever.

DIAGRAMMING MY DEATH SENTENCE

Thomas Merton stayed at the abbey for twenty-seven years. His autobiography

Time is but the stream I go a-fishing in. I drink at it, but while I drink, I see the sandy bottom and detect how shallow it is. Its current slides away, but eternity remains. I would drink deeper, fish in the sky, whose bottom is pebbly with stars.

how much it was. She didn't want to

We'll drink tea and ponder the vagaries of love, the secrets of life, the mysteries of the universe...

I sat on the kitchen stool long enough

her opener. She was startled out of her thoughts by someone calling her name. She looked up, saw the

windowsill on the opposite side of the dining room. "What are you doing?

every passing moment looking at the corpse, I became aware

The strangest thing is driving on smooth roads. No one passes and nothing moves.

SITTING IN THE QUIET of his apartment's shaded living room, the Teacher chucked his Treo across to the couch

What—" I began.

She braked at Washington, watched the

on Lake Street.

Someday we might only have a few seconds to figure out the meaning of life.

Paul Richardson paused in his pacing around

Strichler as I drove to work that

waves of it going through my head. It was