Quotes About Contemplation

Thinking is the hardest work there is, which is probably the reason why so few engage in it.

I ask no one who may read this book to accept my views. I ask him to think for himself.

The essence of this man -- Richard M. Nixon is loneliness.

Any genuine philosophy leads to action and from action back again to wonder, to enduring fact of mystery.

I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.

Learning is not doing; it is reflecting on doing.

I think, what has this day brought me, and what have I given it?

You can find me in the frozen mood section.

I'm not close to people, I am close to myself. I spend a lot of time inside.

When I am near people, I can't hear the wind. Nights are wasted when spent around others

look at the phone thinking about calling out there There's no one to call Just voices Other worlds Sometimes I feel so thrown down So used up and vacant That I have to let time pass me by

There are records I play like when someone goes to the temple and spins the prayer wheel. Like The Crack by the Ruts, which is a great record anyway but sometimes I play it just so the room is filled with it, so the air can't say it doesn't exist, so the walls must acknowledge it.

One is the perfect number. The more things I do alone the better. In Miller's Black Spring he talks about the joy of being able to enjoy one's own company. I think there's nothing better than being a loner. I think it's the best way to be.

Reader, Now I send thee like a Bee to gather honey out of flowers and weeds; every garden is furnished with either, and so is ours. Read and meditate; thy profit shall be little in any book, unless thou read alone, and unless thou read all and record after.

There is in God a deep but dazzling darkness.

There is in God, some say, A deep but dazzling darkness, as men here Say it is late and dusky, because they See not all clear. O for that night! where I in Him Might live invisible and dim!

There is in God, some say A deep but dazzling darkness... O for that night, that I in Him Might live invisible and dim.

Thought takes man out of servitude, into freedom.

The hooded clouds, like friars, Tell their beads in drops of rain.

Three silences there are: the first of speech,The second of desire, the third of thought.

What shall I say to you? What can I say Better than silence is?

To be seventy years old is like climbing the Alps. You reach a snow-crowned summit, and see behind you the deep valley stretching miles and miles away, and before you other summits higher and whiter, which you may have strength to climb, or may not. Then you sit down and meditate and wonder which it will be.

Whatv is this life, if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

Whatv is thisnlife, if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?