Quotes About Contemplation

I went to a snow-viewing party.

There we did begin, Cloisterd in the waterfall, Our summer discipline.

Let's occasionally look up from the spot in which we are because, wherever we happen to be standing, the sky above goes on for ever.

meet with a success unexpected in common hours.' He'd also observed that part of this success was the product of being alone. 'I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.

M-am imbarbatat gandindu-ma la cateva numere prime aleatorii. Fiecare dintre ele este precum iubirea, de neimpartit, decat cu unu si cu sine insusi.

In a familiar place, your mind focuses solely on itself.

We're the only two people here!' 'That's not the point. It is still a library. If you are in a cathedral, you are quiet because you are in a cathedral, not because other people are there. It's the same with a library.

And Nora felt similarly, in that moment. Although she had only been left alone for an hour at this point, she had never experienced this level of solitude before, amid such unpopulated nature.

The quiet made her realize how much noise there was elsewhere in the world. Here, noise had meaning. You heard something and you had to pay attention.

She stepped outside, wondering whether a life could really be judged from just a few minutes after midnight on a Tuesday. Or maybe that was all you needed.

He seemed like he would be able to sit in a field near Chernobyl and marvel at the beautiful scenery.

Ik heb nooit een gezelliger kameraad gevonden dan de eenzaamheid. (Thoreau)

Every book provides a chance to try another life you could have lived. To see how things would be if you had made other choices... Would you have done anything different, if you had the chance to undo your regrets?

Henry David Thoreau's Walden, both

a chance to try another life you could have lived. To see how things would be if you had made other choices . . . Would you have done anything different, if you had the chance to undo your regrets?

It was, she decided, a very good time to die.

Marcelo took a sharp intake of breath, as if the next question was something he had to swim under.

When you stay too long in a place, you forget just how big an expanse the world is. You get no sense of the length of those longitudes and latitudes. Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person.

He joined his hands together and made a steeple of his index fingers, which he placed under his chin, as if he was Confucius contemplating a deep philosophical truth about the universe rather than the boss of a musical equipment shop dealing with a late employee.

Depression makes thinkers out of all of us.

Fear makes us curious. Sadness makes us philosophize. ("To be or not to be?" is a daily question for many depressives.)

And Nora smiled as she stared at all the pieces she still had left in play, thinking about her next move.

Fill-o . . . fill-o-wosso-fee . . .' 'Philosophy?

It began to rain again, so she sat there with the blinds open, staring at the drops on the glass.