Quotes About Meditation

I see you are philosopher by nature.

Dear Jesus, he said, pressing thumb and forefinger into his tightly shut eyes. What a privilege it is to stand before you this day! What a blessing to pray with You! Let us be joyful, joyful, in Your presence! What's he talking about? thought Harriet, dazed. Her mosquito bites itched, but she didn't dare scratch them. Through half-closed eyes, she stared at her feet.

By quarter of ten I was sitting on the floor of my room at Hobie's house with my mind reeling like a spun-down top wobbling and veering from side to side.

And now," said Julian, when everything was quiet, "I hope we are all ready to leave the phenomenal world and enter into the sublime?

A teahouse amid the cherry blossoms, on the way to death. p136

A life spent at one's desk is a life alone.

What is well-spoken must be yoked to what is well-thought. And such thought is the product of great labor, "the drudgery of the law.

Category: Inner-space fiction For there is never anywhere to go but in.

There was a silence. 'You didn't as,' said Jerott at length. 'But I would have forgone even the body for the sake of the mind. And I would have claimed neither body nor mind, had I discovered a soul.

I see,' said Jerott slowly. 'You've thought it all out.' 'That's what I do,' said Lymond. 'I sit on my brood-patch and think.

In a lifetime of empty rooms, this was another.

He's s o damned moral that he ought to be standing rear up under a Bo Tree.

If one believes in God, but has learned not to pray, one offers only, in silence, one's apologies, and then asks the spirit to do what it can.

I always have a quotation for everything--it saves original thinking.

And then, at night, the lit lamp and the drawn curtain, with the flutter of the turned page and soft scrape of pen on paper the only sounds to break the silence between quarter- and quarter-chime.

Lord, teach us to take our hearts and look them in the face, however difficult it may be.

But peace is in the mind, and not in streets, however old and beautiful

his thoughts revolving silently in this squirrel-cage of mystification.

Lord, teach us to take our hearts and look them in the face, however difficult it may be." CHAPTER XVI From noise of scare-fires rest ye free, From Murders Benedicite.

the noiseless tenor of our way

I might repeat to myself, slowly and soothingly, a list of quotations beautiful from minds profound; if I can remember any of the damn things.

I think that the direction in which a writer should look is around.

Look, we all have something to bring to this discussion. But I think from now on the thing you should bring is silence. - Rimmer

The Archbishop cradled his right hand in his left. He hung his head in concentration. The goal was meditation, but I've never been quite sure where meditation ends and prayer begins, or where prayer ends and meditation begins. I have heard it said that prayer is when we speak to God, and meditation is when God answers.