Quotes About Meditation

What a place for him who intends to pass an examination, to write a book, or who wants the crumples got by crushing together too long with his fellows to be smoothed out of his soul.

Alteri e distaccati, eternamente rapiti in remote, misteriose meditazioni, [i gatti] si concedono all'altrui adorazione ed è difficile che diano qualcosa in cambio. Eccetto le fusa.

May 2nd.—Last night after dinner, when we were in the garden, I said, I want to be alone for a whole summer, and get to the very dregs of life. I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow. Nobody shall be invited to stay with me, and if any one calls they will be told that I am out, or away, or sick.

Out there on the plain there is silence, and where there is silence I have discovered there

W ogrodzie szuka si? oddechu i g??bokiego spokoju; nie ma nikogo; tylko samotne kwiatki i szepcz?ce drzewa.

I know that spinning sets me in a trance; it soothes me and charges my batteries at the same time. When times are tough I sit down to spin during the news-broadcasts, with therapeutic results.

Say your prayers, think quietly what you should do, do it, and sleep. There is no man living, neither king nor emperor, can do more or better, or trust in a better harvest.

It is a time for quietness and prayer. Death is present with us every day of our lives, it behooves us to take note of its nearness, not as a threat, but as our common experience on the way to grace. There is no more to be said. It is better to accept the will of God, and be silent.

He prayed as he breathed, forming no words and making no specific requests, only holding his heart, like broken birds in cupped hands

Great darkness and constant, feeble light, the slow flowing of time from far beyond his conception to far beyond his power to follow, the solitude about him and the troubled and peopled world within, all these settled into their perpetual pattern, a steady rhythm as perfect as sleep.

Brother Cadfael was standing in the middle of his walled herb-garden, looking pensively

more impenetrable solitudes

We believe that the applause of silence is the only kind that counts.

My contention is that while progress in some of the great matters of human concern has been long proceeding in accordance with the law of a rapidly increasing geometric progression, progress in the other matters of no less importance has advanced only at the rate of an arithmetical progression or at best at the rate of some geometric progression of relatively slow growth. To see it and to understand it we have to pay the small price of a little observation and a little meditation.

More things are wrought by prayerThan this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voiceRise like a fountain for me night and day.

Here at the quiet limit of the world.

Her eyes are homes of silent prayers.

Religion is what a person does in his solitariness.

Religion is what an individual does with his solitariness.

In my solitude I have pondered much on the incomprehensible subjects of space, eternity, life and death.

Religion is what the individual does with his own solitariness; and if you are never solitary, you are never religious.

Any one who sits in reverie thus, of course, may see similar ridiculous pictures when the will no longer guides construction. The incongruities of dreams are thus explained.

Our thoughts make spirals in their world.

We must keep our minds quiet-it's our minds they feel.