Quotes About Contemplation

Awareness of mortality exerts a unique power to focus the mind and heart on essentials.

A day without The Philosophy is a day without myself.

Astronism is not to be explained so easily as others for its vastness and complexity is a topic of study, not skimming.

Deeply stare upward towards the world beyond and imagine every possibility.

For someone so young, I think an awful lot about mortality.

No other action provides me with as much fulfilment of faith than when I look up at the stars and wonders of all there is beyond our world.

Think beyond the time in which one stands.

To think is wondrous, but to constantly repeat such, is dangerous.

Learning without thought is labor lost.

To study and not think is a waste. To think and not study is dangerous.

Chi Wen Tzu always thought three times before taking action. Twice would have been quite enough.

If a man in the morning hear the right way, he may die in the evening without regret.

I've thought of a reason," Kit MacNeill said

There are in this world human beings in solitary places who have answered the Lord's call to make of their lives a little flame, always bright, always attentive to His Presence.

For a moment they all stood silent. The departure of this autumn ship gave rise to many different thoughts. Something came out of hiding in the most hardened.

What feeds the soul matters as much as what feeds the body.

Thus, a "psalm" may be defined secondly as sacred literature for meditation.

I didn't flee a dictator or swim an ocean to be an American like some do. I just thought long and hard about it.

When we think about the kind of person we want others to remember us for being, it's much easier to work backward from our deaths

If we're honest with ourselves, most of us know the one thing we lack.

I hung up, figuring that if this was the last three minutes of my life, I didn't want to spend them extraordinarily annoyed.

The door closed, and he was gone into the twilight of early evening like an afterthought.

Here she is at her kitchen table, fingering a jigsaw of thalidomide ginger, thinking about the arthritis in her hands.

I need to narrow things down, start pruning back. Until then, I'm a whirring zoetrope of half-thoughts and worries.