Quotes About Contemplation

You will always find an answer in the sound of water. Chuang-tzu

He lowered his gaze from the blue-and-green canvas of the earth to the beautiful masterpiece God had created and had called Sydney Carlyle.

Thinking about drinking now was like fantasizing about the perfect crime. How he would do it—if he were going to do it.

Dr.Chaudry Abdul Majid

The most boring scenes are the scenes where a character is alone.

Our thoughts are free.

He'd always found that he learned more if he kept quiet.

Nick often frequented the coffee houses and taverns down by the university, spending hours in philosophical dialogues with his friends.

And so... a year later... I am back where I started. Contemplating a forced marriage between us.' She looked up at Micah, blinking away tears. "Turning my back on my clan heritage." Micah had the grace to look uncomfortable. 'I wish it were otherwise. I wish that you loved me.

In that hurry to achieve, I've left little time for self-reflection. And I'm not sure I'm ready for it.

If he lived through this night, he'd look back on this moment and recall seeing the universe in all its majesty and recognizing he was only a powerless man staring into the vastness of an all-powerful God.

In order to conquer panic or some tenacious anxiety, there is nothing like imagining your own burial. An effective method, readily available to all. In order not to have to resort to it too often in the course of a day, best to experience its benefit straight off, when you get up.

Always it was the same, Furlong thought; always they carried mechanically on without pause, to the next job at hand. What would life be like, he wondered, if they were given time to think and reflect over things? Might their lives be different or much the same – or would they just lose the run of themselves?

Where does thinking get us?' she said. 'All thinking does is bring you down.

What would life be like, he wondered, if they were given time to think and reflect over things.

How still it was up here but why was it not ever peaceful?

What would life be like, he wondered, if they were given time to think and reflect over things? Might their lives be different or much the same – or would they just lose the run of themselves?

and before tomorrow was coming to an end, he knew his mind would already be working in much the same way, yet again, over the day that was to follow.

Kinsella says a few meaningless things along the way then falls into the quiet way he has about him, and time passes without seeming to pass

I see something of a comrade in you. You like a book. Silent revelation on a page pleases you better than a self-bolstering display of verbal spillage. What do you see in me?

Every day it will be the same thing: at dusk I begin to feel melancholy and pensive.

The sea, the sea's swell, silent and breathless.

Look, haven't you noticed, none of your questions have answers?

é assim porque é assim. Existe no mundo outra resposta? Se alguém sabe de uma melhor, que se apresente e a diga, estou há anos esperando.