Quotes About Contemplation

Utram bibis? Aquam an undam?" Which are you drinking? The water or the wave?

Under the silver nailparing of a moon. I felt, though without any melancholy at all, that sense of existential solitude, the being and being alone in a universe, that still nights sometimes give.

There is a common tendency to turn off one's imagination at certain points and refuse to contemplate the possibility of having to do certain things and cope with the attendant moral problems. The things simply get done by the social machine, and one can keep one's clear conscience and one's moral indignation unsullied.

Dave Hughes, in his fine book An Angler's Astoria, has

Charles Waterman, Gerald Almy

if you don't think about death, you don't appreciate life.

One good thing about jail is that it allows you to think a lot.

He drove through the quiet village of Antioch without seeing another human

momento en que tomaron asiento en unas sillas

Lucien was sitting on his front porch, drinking

Mary watched everything as a mere spectator.

positioning her chin carefully with her hands and holding them there

Of all points of faith, the being of a God is, to my own apprehension, encompassed with most difficulty, and yet borne in upon our minds with most power.

If I looked into a mirror, and did not see my face, I should have the sort of feeling which actually comes upon me, when I look into this living busy world, and see no reflexion of its Creator.

Catholicism is a deep matter. You cannot take it up in a teacup" [..] "You must consent to think.

him dumfounded as he chanted the Gregorian

Garp drank the beer and wondered if everything was an anticlimax..

She sat keenly white and still among them, a witness to everything--maybe determining nothing, possibly judging it all.

Isn't it amazing? The Americans have so many good afterthoughts!

But Vienna was in its death phase; it lay still and let me look at it, and think about it, and look again. In a living city, I could never have noticed so much. Living cities don't hold still.

It was in looking at sea gulls that it first occurred to Homer Wells that he was free.

Then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute.

Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death...