Quotes About Contemplation

I don't desire to change anything in England except the weather, I am quite content with philosophical contemplation.

Jdu proti Ã…â"¢ece, v Ã…â"¢ece je stÃ…â"¢íbro a zlaté listí. Jdu sám a najednou si uvÄ›domuji, že tu nehoukají auta, abych uhnul, a nedrn?í tramvaje, abych couvnul. A to je vlastnÄ› ten hlavní d?vod, pro? jdu na Å¡tiky.

At the moment the eyes of the body closed, the eyes of the mind were opened.

And, as I mused, the years fell away, hair sprouted on the vast steppes of my head, where never hair has been almost within the memory of man.

I drew a deepish breath.

Wovon man nicht handeln kann, darüber muss man faulenzen. Whereof one cannot act, thereof one must be lazy.

When you're alone you don't do much laughing.

He was in the frame of mind when a weaker man would have started writing poetry.

She had turned away and was watching a duck out on the lake. It was tucking into weeds, a thing I've never been able to understand anyone wanting to do. Though I suppose, if you face it squarely, they're no worse than spinach.

Most of the Marois Bay scenery is simply made as a setting for the nursing of a wounded heart. The cliffs are a sombre indigo, sinister and forbidding; and even on the finest days the sea has a curious sullen look. You have only to get away from the crowd near the bathing-machines and reach one of these small coves and get your book against a rock and your pipe well alight, and you can simply wallow in misery. I have done it myself.

When I have a leisure moment, you will generally find me curled up with Spinoza's latest.

His brow was sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought and his air that of a man who, if he had said ''Hullo, girls'', would have said it like someone in a Russian drama announcing that Grandpapa had hanged himself in the barn.

You're sitting in the old arm-chair, thinking of this and that, and then suddenly you look up, and there he is. He moves from point to point with as little uproar as a jelly fish.

He lit another cigar, and began to brood over the folly of mankind.

There are few things more restful than to watch some one else busy under a warm sun.

Honestly, Ronnie. I know it hurts your head to think, but try just for a moment.

I've often wondered since then how these murderer fellows manage to keep in shape while they're contemplating their next effort. I had a much simpler sort of job on hand, and the thought of it rattled me to such an extent in the night watches that I was a perfect wreck next day. Dark circles under the eyes—

I sank into a c. and passed an agitated h. over the b.

If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death Perhaps the world can teach us as when everything seems dead but later proves to be alive.

sometimes i get up at dawn, and even my soul is wet.

Each hour, Each day

Oh to follow the road that leads away from everything, without anguish, death, winter waiting along it with their eyes open through the dew.

Remembering her, it is as if my heart were buried in the rain. Again I think it's she, but why would she be coming now? Oh, what sad days! […] Your eyes : two sleepy cups darkened by purple berries from the forest undergrowth. What a leaf, a leaf from a white vine, fragrant and heavy, I could have brought you from the forest. Every- thing flees from this solitude enforced by rain and contemplation.

Now I'll count up to twelve and you keep quiet and I will go.