Quotes About Contemplation

Thoughts can follow you anywhere.

Going through the motions gives you plenty of time to examine the motions

When no one else is around, we open ourselves to the quieter astonishments that enormity can offer.

How genius to call them thumbnails, because what part of the body tells us less?

The air feels cleaner because when the world is below we allow ourselves to breathe fully. When no one else is around, we open ourselves to the quieter astonishments that enormity can offer.

Sometimes I love it when we just lie on our backs, gaze off, stay still.

Thinking is your favorite thing to do, isn't it? Sometimes it's endearing but sometimes it's completely exhausting.

Maybe I'm better like this. Maybe I could live my life in my own world, and then simply leave it when it's time to go.

solipsistic, adj. Go ahead, I thought. Go ahead. Go ahead. I got stuck there. Go ahead. Go ahead. Because I genuinely couldn't see anything after that.

The phrase rush to judgement is a silly one. When it comes to judgement, most of us don't have have to rush. We don't have to even leave the couch. Our judgement is easy to reach for.

I study the people in the class, in a somewhat dreamy math-soundtracked daze.

Observar o mundo de cima, e ficar a sós comigo mesmo. Aquilo, descobri, era do que eu precisava.

That state of simplest form of awareness alone, is worthy of seeing, hearing, contemplating and realizing.

What you're reading here is basically a person having a conversation with his own biography.

I used to go to Bob's Big Boy restaurant just about every day from the mid-seventies until the early eighties. I'd have a milk shake and sit and think. There's a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.

One never does solve what it is about watching fires, really.

Even if I had not been thinking about it, for that matter, certainly I would have had to begin to do so when I typed those last few sentences.

I find an empty page friendlier than speaking to another person.

Artists are artists whether they produce or not. None of it requires much more than hanging out.

Often I'd take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face.

I was just struggling with my inner vachette and pondering the depths of my own inhumanity.

I like the kind of man John is. He watches things closely and then does nothing with the information.

What she thought about while looking at the waves was a complete mystery, yet you could tell that these thoughts pleased her, and that she liked herself better while thinking them.

Something in the early summer of 2019 had us all thinking about enormous gaping assholes.