Quotes About Contemplation

Silence, too, is a kind of music. Silence will last.

Utter ruin provokes soul-searching in even the least reflective of men.

Diane St. John had once said he looked as if he would speak in poetry, should he ever deign to speak at all.

Do not listen to your enemy, Odysseus had once told me. Look at them. It will tell you everything.

He admired the world like a jewel, turning its facets to catch the light.

I touched the thought like a bruise, testing its ache.

It was a trick of his, to set a sentence out like a plate on a table and see what you would put on it.

i had never thought of having children, but looking at him, for a moment i could imagine it

The subtlest of all differences between human beings has to to with their attitude to themselves when they are thinking about themselves. Some caress themselves when they are alone and consciously dote on themselves, whereas others hold themselves apart from themselves with a certain despotic contempt for themselves—and this, too, even in the midst of their liveliest sensations.

Education is something which should be apart from the necessities of earning a living, not a tool therefor. It needs contemplation, fallow periods, the measured and guided study of the history of man's reiteration of the most agonizing question of all: Why?

She went inside and watched him walk back toward sixteen

Cathy introduced us. Christine stood there inside her smooth skin, warm and indolent, mildly speculative.

Souvent Me Souvient (Remember Me Often)-The Darwin Conspiracy

tomes on the meaning of life. Poets and playwrights were

As Snoopy, that great contemporary philosopher, once said, "There's nothing like a little physical pain to keep your mind off your emotional problems." Charles M. Schulz, the creator of Peanuts, is clearly a perceptive man.

when I pull into the driveway at the end of the day. I don't have to leap from the car; I can take a moment. I turn the engine off, sometimes lay my head down on the steering wheel, and just breathe. I try to let go of the day.

After I finish a phone call and before I start something else, I simply pause. When I pull into work in the morning and when I pull into my driveway in the evening, I pause.

The best way to get there is to think upon the things we love and remind ourselves, "This is from God; this is his true heart.

the rooted person is able to meditate—give sustained attention to—the revelation of God. Not swipe, not multitask. Lingering focus.

Like my evening walk.

there are times when silence is a poem.

Utram bibis?Aquam an undam?

Just a golden body throwing stones aimlessly into the sea.

Because I don't understand Him. Why He is, who He is, or how He is. And Maurice tells me I am quite intelligent. I think God must be very intelligent to be so much more intelligent than I am. To give me no clues. No certainties. No sights. No reasons. No motives.