Quotes About Pondering

There are a whole lot of things in this world of ours you haven't started wondering about yet.

She gave me the serious goldfish face, then went back to staring at her dress.

Meryl Lawrence was in her mid-forties, with sandy hair and the trim, sturdy build of a woman who took care of herself. She wet her lips as she stared at the phone, thinking, and finally glanced up. "What

Joe Pike thought about that for a long time. Centuries. Then he said, "Someone had to bring her back.

I lay there drifting, wondering, imagining...

It's not that I don't understand why a person has to die, but rather, I don't understand why a person has to live, Baron Béla Wenckheim pondered

You've been thinking and I've been drinking.

The real question of life after death isn't whether or not it exists, but even if it does what problem this really solves.

Press them continually with memory and dream and have them waste their Present there.

His practice was to listen noncommittally with half his mind, while he allowed the other half to lose itself in utterly unrelated , often deeply lonely musings. From the speaker's perspective it was like sticking a lance into something again and again with no result...

But, my dear friends, you must try to think a little now—it will help matters.

Thinking begins when you ask really difficult questions.

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The simplest questions are the hardest to answer.

If it takes a lot of words to say what you have in mind, give it more thought.

Thinking is hard; that's why so few do it.

There is no law against delaying action to weigh it in thought.

The sign of intelligence is that you are constantly wondering. Idiots are always dead sure about every damn thing they are doing in their life.

May 6. No prott. But I have been having very odd thoughts.

Each minute seemed like hours and hours. But then the years passed by like days.

Hit me with all those thinky thoughts,

What is the human condition, if not Why me?

I didn't realize you needed a response. When Hamlet is giving a monologue, he just goes on and on by himself.

The longer he stood, the plainer his reflections revealed their blackness through his features.