Quotes About Pondering

Radomosity, thought Artemis. And he felt like weeping.

Buff: What are you doing now? Bee-Bee: I don't know. You mean like now? Like right now? Waiting.

Inside every pause lived a contemplation

readers who think I have answers when all I have are a few pointed questions...

Daha m? iyi olurdu, yoksa daha m? kötü? Ä°nsan hala soluk al?p bu soruyu sorabiliyorsa, bu türlüsü pek de fena olmam?? demektir.

Theology at its best doesn't seek to solve, but to behold.

La vie est lente et l'homme ne sait guère la jouer.

Honestly, I didn't have the patience for biology or history in an academic sense, but I always liked the kind of big questions.

And when is there time to remember, to sift, to weigh, to estimate, to total?

Pondering, which means to weigh mentally, to deliberate, to meditate, can achieve the opening of the spiritual eyes of one's understanding.

You're immortal, aren't you, until you get a little peek over the precipice. The thought of death...You're not supposed to start pondering it until you're old. And there's nothing like being told you've got a life-threatening disease to concentrate your mind on that.

Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination.

She would wake up in the middle of the night and say things like "What if Bad Bad Leroy Brown was a girl?" or "Why don't they have commercials for salt like they do for milk?

Never act until you have clearly answered the question: "What happens if I do nothing?"

If you keep rephrasing the question, it gradually becomes the answer.

Setebos, Setebos, and Setebos!'Thinketh, He dwelleth i' the cold o' the moon.

My Lady has been thinking? My Lady must have a headache from all that effort.

Dad? What? A small bird rises from a tree in front of us. What should I be when I grow up? The bird disappears over a far ridge. I don't know what to say. Honest, I finally say.

I turn my head from side to side.

preintellectual awareness. The subliminal self, Poincaré said, looks at a large number of solutions to a problem, but only the interesting ones break into the domain of consciousness.

Most of the class was in deep thought.

Still Anne said nothing, several times over.

It was a pleasure to wonder what her elbows must be like.

It was something he had always done - moved apart, so he could be alone and think things or a little.