Quotes About Contemplation

Estar solo da sed de soledad

Si te sacas los ojos y los lavas en el agua purísima del llanto, ¿por qué no el corazón ponerlo al aire, al sol, un rato?

the disquieting hour before dawn when it feels as if no one else is alive.

And my difficulties were these: I found each plant, each new turn in the road, each new turn in the weather, from cold to hot and then back again, each new set of boulders so absorbing, so new, and the newness so absorbing, and I was so in need of an explanation for each thing, that I was often in tears, troubling myself with questions, such as what am I and what is the thing in front of me.

It has occurred to me that the thing you have, that all men have enough of, is perhaps the thing that you care for the best, and that is your leisure - the leisure you have to think; the leisure you have to be let alone; the leisure you have to throw the plummet into your mind, and sound the depth and dive for things below.

of them gave those thoughts a second consideration

Prayers aren't for the deity...They're for you, to recommit yourself to what you believe.

No clamor, only the thick quietude of crumpled talk.

She'd feel better later on if she'd kept a few of these things to herself, Joel thought. Or would she. I would. But I'm not Poll.

Take time every day to laugh, to think, to cry.

Philosophy goes no further than probabilities, and in every assertion keeps a doubt in reserve.

che c'entra questo con le stelle? What has this to do with the stars?

La prima cosa che l'educatore deve fare è aiutare il cuore dell'educando a domandare al mistero dell'Essere, che costituisce l'altra sponda del flusso, perché abbia a rispondere, ma prima ancora abbia a sollecitare più attivamente, più compostamente, sempre più compostamente, sempre più chiaramente gli aspetti dei problemi che la libertà esprime, esplicita.

The world of reason must be a lonely place," she said.

Don't ask me about this building or that one, don't look at what I do, see what I see.

Solitude is good company and my architecture is not for those who fear or shun it.

Where do you find more eroticism than in the cloister of a convent?

El bar es para mí un lugar de meditación y recogimiento, sin el cual la vida es inconcebible.

Tobacco and alcohol, delicious fathers of abiding friendships and fertile reveries.

Y de mis autores más queridos, a los que vengo leyendo y releyendo desde hace tantos años? ¿Qué podría decir yo de Cervantes, de Kafka, de Shakespeare, de Dickens, de Faulkner, de Conrad, de Chéjov, de Borges, de Quevedo...? Apenas nada. Ni siquiera me he parado a pensar en ello.

La gente lee en silencio, se mueve en silencio, hasta parece hablar en silencio

Y no será qué un sueño es un montón de pensamientos sueltos?

Only this reality is real now, only this place is real, sitting in the lonely cell of your will...

With her make-up-free complexion and nondescript brown hair gathered in a scrappy up-do, she looks like someone for whom there are more important things than being thought pretty. She might be an academic, or an assistant in the better sort of a bookshop. But there's something about her—a stillness, a fixity of gaze—that tells another story.