Contemplation Quotes
The greatest prayers that I could ever utter come from the heart. And when I pray that way, I rarely need to open my mouth. Therefore, maybe I should think about talking less.
I’ve always loved the night, when everyone else is asleep and the world is all mine. It’s quiet and dark—the perfect time for creativity.
By thinking of things you could understand them.
Meditation, education and beauty are the three transforming powers that can change individual and the whole world.
As I contemplate a relationship with God, I find that I’m afraid to ride on the coattails of the infinite. But what I fear more than that is spending my life in the coat closet.
To sit alone in the lamplight with a book spread out before you and hold intimate converse with men of unseen generations - such is pleasure beyond compare.
Soulful love, is poetry in motion. A contemplation of beauty from the deep arises and the mere struggle to express the rapture of the soul.
Happiness lies even in little tiny butterflies. You just have to cpen up your eyes and see where beauty flies to beautify your world lenghtwise.
Happiness lies even in tiny little butterflies. You just have to open up your eyes and see where beauty flies to beautify your world lenghtwise.
Happiness lies even in ltiny ittle butterflies. You just have to open up your eyes and see where beauty flies to beautify your world lenghtwise.
I find it quite incredible how much peace and quiet a person actually needs in order to devote himself entirely to his thoughts.
Universe is an empty mirror. Life is just the reflection of your deep thoughts.
My contemplation is an excruciation only because it is also a joy.
…one lives and analyses data within a frame, unaware that the solution is most often just outside of that frame. Never underestimate the depth of your subjectivity.
What does the anticipation feel like? The sensation of staring into the void, the awareness of an end’s impending arrival? Burning and being extinguished simultaneously?
This would have once been a place for contemplation. He looked up at the towers surrounding him. Many of the dead bodies had been removed. Their places had been taken by the living.
The insights we receive when going silent, it's our gift to ourselves. Returning and living them, sharing them, that is our gift to the world.
One can talk good and shower down roses, but it's the receiver that has to walk through the thorns, and all its false expectations.
No prince, no success filled her dreams: only time spread out before her to spend as she chose, a time of contemplation which offered her refuge.
If you keep on saying a single thing to yourself, you are likely to attract it to yourself, dreaming it always, then in a twinkle of an eye, it comes to you.
Anytime you meditate, some electric jerks occur in your thigh...the symbol of premonition of an unpleasant event that has happened or will take place in future.
What makes Geoffrey Chaucer such compelling reading is his creation of a riveting conversation between the ideal and the everyday.
Learn to listen to subtle cues from your spirit instead of the barrage coming from your brain.
Meditation puts the telescope to the eye, and enables us to see Jesus after a better sort than we could have seen Him if we had lived in the days of His flesh.
Most of us think too much of speech, which is but the shell of thought.
If you are religious, pray. If you are philosophical, contemplate. If you are spiritual, meditate.
. . . you must not build upon foundations of prayer and contemplation alone, for, unless you strive after the virtues and practice them, you will never grow to be more than dwarfs.
He captures memories because if he forgets them, it's as though they didn't happen.
Did we salivate for sadness, or had we only learned to enjoy what we were forced to eat?
In the city fields Contemplating cherry-trees...Strangers are like friends
No reprimand in the mirrorSlow walk to LiberiaSlow dance across the SaharaSlow unraveling of gray matter
In some mystical way, Lenny seemed to ennoble work more than anyone I had ever met"Also in "Stories and Scripts:an Anthology
Life isn't memorable enough to remember everything. It's not like there are explosions all the time, or dog smoking cigarettes.
His silence helps him come off as something of a seer, a whispering muse.
Seated here in contemplations lost, my thought discovers vaster space beyond, supernal silence and unfathomed peace
As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag, of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.
I found myself speaking more slowly (in an attempt to obey the Bible in speech), as if I was speaking French instead of English.
Let us not fear our wild thoughts for they can give rise to wondrous contemplation, creative endeavour, life changing ideas, momentous bliss.