Quotes About Meditation

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Every day I practice yoga, read poetry, and translate. What do I need politics for?

After hanging up the phone Aoyama sank back back on the sofa feeling like a balloon in a warm blue sky.

I have walked myself into my best thoughts and I know of no thought so burdensome that one cannot walk away from it...but by sitting still, and the more one sits still, the closer one comes to feeling ill.

He had thought that to pray was to talk; he learned that to pray is not only to keep silent, but to listen. And that is how it is: to pray is not to listen to oneself speak, but is to come to keep silent, and to continue keeping silent, to wait, until the person who prays hears God.

It is unbelievable what a person of prayer can achieve if he would but close the doors behind him.

The present state of the world and the whole of life is diseased. If I were a doctor and were asked for my advice, I would reply: Create silence! The Word of God cannot be heard in the noisy world of today. And even if it were blazoned forth with all the panoply of noise so that it could be heard in the midst of all the other noise, then it would no longer be the Word of God. Therefore create Silence.

sessizliklerin en kesini susmak deÄŸil, konuÅŸmaktir.

I raise myself up once more, look about the room with an indescribable peace of mind, and then it's goodnight, down under the eiderdown.

Creo que se podría vivir constantemente absorto en la contemplación de un ser femenino.

When you read God's Word, in everything you read, continually to say to yourself: It is I to whom it is speaking, it is I about whom it is speaking—this is earnestness, precisely this is earnestness

But always when I was without a book, my soul at once became disturbed, and my thoughts wandered.

For an instant, silence, noisier than a waterfall.

A little thinking is a dangerous thing.

To reflect is to regain a little, lost sense of proportion

Ormus liked to compose his own songs up on the flat roof of the apartment block, and spent eternities up there, lost within himself, searching for the points at which his inner life intersected the life of the greater world outside, and calling those points of intersection songs.

For an instant, silence, nosier than a waterfall.

Her thoughts, loosen by solitude, often burst these days through her unconscious lips; and often contradict one another (...)

Physician heal thyself.

Suspiro ergo sum.

When you were your own quarry, when the material you were dredging up lay buried in the caverns of the self, a time came when there was only an emptiness left.

In the evenings they sat in pools of yellow light, books on their laps, lost in words. They looked like figures in a Rembrandt painting, Two Philosophers Deep in Meditation, and they were more valuable than any canvas; maybe members of the last generation of their kind, and we, we who are post-, who come after, will regret we did not learn more at their feet.

How we pay attention to the present moment largely determines the character of our experience and, therefore, the quality of our lives. Mystics and contemplatives have made this claim for ages—but a growing body of scientific research now bears it out.

a human mind is a wandering mind, and a wandering mind is an unhappy mind.