#contemplative

He was somebody who made me think, I suppose, about the contemplative life. I've always been a city fellow, but I've often had vague thoughts about 'checking out' and perhaps going into a monastery and just seeing what it was like. ↗

— Derek Jacobi

#always #been #checking #city #contemplative

Every one should find some suitable time, day or night, to sink into his depths, each according to his own fashion. Not every one is able to engage in contemplative prayer. ↗

— Johannes Tauler

#according #contemplative #day #depths #each

It's these little things, they can pull you under Live your life filled with joy and wonder I always knew this altogether thunder Was lost in our little lives ↗

— R.E.M Sweetness Follows

#inspirational #song-lyrics #wonder #inspirational

He rose and turned toward the lights of town. The tidepools bright as smelterpots among the dark rocks where the phosphorescent seacrabs clambered back. Passing through the salt grass he looked back. The horse had not moved. A ship's light winked in the swells. The colt stood against the horse with its head down and the horse was watching, out there past men's knowing, where the stars are drowning and whales ferry their vast souls through the black and seamless sea. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#ocean #sea #the-sea #men

Either the memory of past bliss is the anguish of to-day, or the agonies which are, have their origins in the ecstasies which might have been. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe's "Berenice"

#contemplative #edgar-allan-poe #inspirational #interesting #philosophical

How do you design it so that people can form a space of their own, and feel quiet and contemplative? ↗

— Michael Arad

#design #feel #form #how #own

Mathematics as an expression of the human mind reflects the active will, the contemplative reason, and the desire for aesthetic perfection. Its basic elements are logic and intuition, analysis and construction, generality and individuality. ↗

— Richard Courant

#aesthetic #analysis #basic #basic elements #construction

I thought about life, about my life, the embarrassments, the little coincidences, the shadows of alarm clocks on bedside tables. I thought about my small victories and everything I'd seen destroyed, I'd swum through mink coats on my parents' bed while they hosted downstairs, I'd lost the only person I could have spent my only life with, I'd left behind a thousand tons of marble, I could have released sculptures, I could have released myself from the marble of myself. I'd experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough? The end of suffering does not justify the suffering, and so there is no end to suffering, what a mess I am, I thought, what a fool, how foolish and narrow, how worthless, how pinched and pathetic, how helpless. None of my pets know their own names, what kind of person am I? ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#life

Contemplative prayer is natural, unprogrammed; it is perpetual openness to God, so that in the openness his concerns can flow in and out of our minds as he wills. ↗

— Ray Simpson

#christianity #contemplation #contemplative-prayer #god #nature

This may come as a surprise, given the nature of my job, but I am very guarded and contemplative. I'm not a naturally boisterous person. ↗

— Ed Helms

#boisterous #come #contemplative #given #guarded