Quotes About Contemplation

But something held me back. Perhaps I was stopped by that level of feeling, deeper than thought, which contains the truth.

To go beyond the mind, you must be silent and quiet. Peace and silence, silence and peace - this is the way beyond. Stop asking questions.

Don't start me talking, I could talk all night. My mind goes sleepwalking while I'm putting the world right.

Our work for peace must begin within the private world of each one of us.

There comes a time for everybody when words and reasons can become such a great weariness.

Empty your mind of all thoughts. Let your heart be at peace. Watch the turmoil of beings, but contemplate their return.

Keep your soul at peace, in order to be able to be attentive and very faithful to the inner movement of the Holy Spirit.

Only he to whom God is present in everything and who employs his reason in the highest degree and has enjoyment in it knows anything of true peace and has a real kingdom of heaven.

Holidays and vacations can help to balance activity with contemplation, haste with more natural rhythms, noise with the heralding silence of peace.

And so this is Christmas...what have you done?

Take a moment every day to find peace. Pull over to the side of the road, turn off the radio, and find peace.

There are strange moments in life when the mind rests without any kind of worries. When our mind is quiet, when our mind is in silence, then the new arrives.

He who finds a thought that lets us a little deeper into the eternal mystery of nature has been granted great peace.

Ask yourself to slow down.

We too should make ourselves empty, that the great soul of the universe may fill us with its breath.

Art supplies constantly to contemplation what nature seldom affords in concrete experience - the union of life and peace.

Peace is never more than one thought away.

I have only one desire, and that is the desire for solitude-to disappear into God, to be submerged in His peace, to be lost in the secret of His Face.

Nature I'll court in her sequester'd haunts, By mountain, meadow, streamlet, grove, or cell; Where the pois'd lark his evening ditty chants, And health, and peace, and contemplation dwell.

I pray you bear me henceforth from the noise and rumour of the field, where I may think the remnant of my thoughts in peace, and part of this body and my soul with contemplation and devout desires.

Set a daily solitude time for reflection and rethinking.

The view is endlessly fulfilling. It is like the answer to a lifetime of questions and vague cravings.

If you feel that you are going without go within

Margaux was older and wiser now and knew the waves couldn't fix what was wrong in her life, but at least they might give her some temporary respite.