Quotes About Contemplation

The very fact that about half of our thoughts are daydreams suggests there may well be some advantages to a mind that can entertain the fanciful.

El pensamiento profundo requiere de una mente concentrada.

tienen suficiente tiempo libre para pensar. Ese es el entorno más favorable para incubar la creatividad. 5.

O pensamento profundo exige a sustentação de uma mente focada. Quanto mais distraídos estivermos, mais superficiais serão as nossas reflexões; de igual modo, quanto mais curtas forem, maior probabilidade terão de ser triviais.

I have a dream of what would have happened if what happened instead hadn't.

I don't smoke, although it looks fantastic in films. But I light matches on those thinking blank nights when I crawl my route out onto the roof of the garage and the sky while my parents sleep innocent and the lonely cars move sparse on the faraway streets, when the pillow won't stay cool and the blankets bother my body no matter how I move or lie still. I just sit with my legs dangling and light matches and watch them flicker away.

Maybe, Gwen said, instead of yes yes yes yes yes yes yes.

Most of those people won't meet my eyes, now, but I'm not one of them. Every morning I get up, and while brushing my teeth, look at my showered self, calmly foaming at the mouth.

Solitude gives me a chance to read and think, and now that the memories are coming through again - to rediscover my past, to find out who and what I really am. If anything should go wrong, I'll have at least that.

I dream of being alone on top of a mountain, surveying the land around me, greens and yellows--and the sun directly above, pressing my shadow into a tight ball around my legs. As the sun drops into the afternoon sky, the shadow undrapes itself and stretches out toward the horizon, long and thin, and far behind me...

Where are you looking at it from?" "Oh. From above. From outer space." "What are you doing up there?" "I don't know." "Why aren't you down on the surface?

To get in cars and drive down roads all over the country, all over the world, to drive just as slowly as the law will allow—although the law, especially as it pertains to speed limits, is not something Edward Bloom respects: twenty in town is too fast for him; the highways are madness. How can the world be seen at such speeds? Where do people need to go so badly they can't realize what is already here, outside the car window?

Pine trees with low limbs spread over fresh snow made a stronger vault for the spirit than pews and pulpits ever could.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature – trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence… We need silence to be able to touch souls.

I love the sensation of being out in the open air, far away from all the distractions of modern life. I will usually disappear for a couple of hours, and that time on my bike is quite sacred, as it's when I do all my serious thinking. Sometimes I will stop off at bikers' cafe and have a bacon sandwich.

Summer is always best through a window.

The summer night is like a perfection of thought.

Lord Chi Wen thought three times before taking any action. When the Master heard this, he said: Twice is plenty enough.

I think lots of things, Denny, and I dismiss nothing. When I know, then I'll act.

Old age is like climbing a mountain. You climb from ledge to ledge. The higher you get, the more tired and breathless you become, but your views become more extensive.

In an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still.

Retire me to my Milan, where Every third thought shall be my grave.

When does the loneliness of old age begin?

By my rambling digressions I perceive myself to be growing old.