Quotes About Meditation

Nothing is more useful than silence.

The great end of learning is nothing else but to seek for the lost mind.

I write to make peace with the things I cannot control.

Lingering is so very lonely when one lingers all alone.

O que importa não é passear de noite mas deixar a noite passear-se em nós.

Fechou os olhos e andou assim, sobrancelhado, noite adentro. Andou, andou, atravessando a imensa noitidão.

He who seeks eternity should look at the sky, he who seeks the moment, should look at the cloud.

In order to slip from beneath the crushing weight of future thoughts, I adopted a technique of focusing solely on the moment I was living. In itself, removed from the time line that stretched forward and backward from the present, no single moment was that bad.

My mind is reeling.

switched it off. He fell asleep holding Pin's kingfisher in his hand.

Michael Dahl

I am no poet, but if you think for yourselves, as I proceed, the facts will form a poem in your minds.

The kingdom of God is within us. Now go inside yourself and find it!

That silence intimidates puzzles me. Silence is to me normal, comfortable." Later he added, "I will admit to feeling a little contempt for those who can't keep quiet.

Silence, it appears, is not the opposite of sound. It is another world altogether, literally offering a deeper level of thought, a journey to the bedrock of the self.

If you like solitude, you're never alone.

Still, the ten days were enough for me to see, as if peering over the edge of a well, that silence could be mystical, and that if you dared, diving fully into your inner depths might be both profound and disturbing.

Maybe, I thought, Knight would talk about the marrow. He sat quietly, whether thinking or fuming or both, it was hard to tell. But he eventually arrived at a reply. It felt like some great mystic was about to revel the meaning of life. "Get enough sleep," he said. He set his jaw in a way that conveyed he wouldn't be saying any more. This was what he had learned. I accepted it as truth.

Herman Melville, the author of Moby-Dick, largely withdrew from public life for thirty years. "All profound things," he wrote, "are preceded and attended by Silence.

He sat quietly, whether thinking or fuming or both, it was hard to tell. But he eventually arrived at a reply. It felt like some great mystic was about to reveal the Meaning of Life. "Get enough sleep," he said. He set his jaw in a way that conveyed he wouldn't be saying any more. This was what he'd learned. I accepted it as truth.

What I miss most in the woods," Knight said, "is somewhere in between quiet and solitude. What I miss most is stillness." To reach this pristine state, the forest hard-frozen and the animals hunkered, he had to bring himself to the brink of death.

the true solitary does not seek himself, but loses himself.

Solitude bestows an increase in something valuable. I can't dismiss that idea. Solitude increased my perception. But here's

I like being alone. My preferred exercise is solo long-distance running, and my job, as a journalist and writer, is often asocial. When life becomes overwhelming, my first thought—my fantasy—is to head for the woods.