Quotes about ponder (16 Quotes)






    We pass the word around we ponder how the case is put by different people, we read the poetry we meditate over the literature we play themusic we change our minds we reach an understanding. Society evolves this way, not by shouting each other down, but by the uniquecapacity of unique, individual human beings to comprehend each other.



    He is beyond question a writer of power and his power lies in his ability to make sex so thoroughly, graphically, and aggressively unattractive that one is fairly shaken to ponder how little one has been missing.

    As I ponder this particular change order, I think in terms of other things that stand before us in (the way of) improvements, such as safety features and enhancing our schools with technology. I just don't feel like the price has come down far enough for us to go ahead with it,


    There is in us a lyric germ or nucleus which deserves respect; it bids a man to ponder or create; and in this dim corner of himself he can take refuge and find consolations which the society of his fellow creatures does not provide.

    All the asylum clothing is made by the patients, but sewing does not employ one's mind. After several months' confinement the thoughts of the busy world grow faint, and all the poor prisoners can do is to sit and ponder over their hopeless fate.

    Surely ruminating and lolling, squandering slivers of time as you ponder on this or that plant perching about the place on seats chosen for their essential and individual quality, are other whole aspects of being a gardener. Why shouldn't we We sit in other people's gardens, why not in our own.

    Perhaps it would be a good idea, fantastic as it sounds, to muffle every telephone, halt every motor, and stop all activity someday to give people a chance to ponder a few minutes on what it is all about, why they are living, and what they really want.


    Euclid alone has looked on Beauty bare. Let all who prate of Beauty hold their peace, And lay them prone upon the earth and cease To ponder on themselves, the while they stare At nothing, intricately drawn nowhere In shapes of shifting lineage let geese Gabble and hiss, but heroes seek release From dusty bondage into luminous air. O blinding hour, O holy, terrible day, When first the shaft into his vision shone Of light anatomized Euclid alone Has looked on Beauty bare. Fortunate they Who, though once only and then but far away, Have heard her massive sandal set on stone.

    The idealists dream and the dream is told, and the practical men listen and ponder and bring back the truth and apply it to human life, and progress and growth and higher human ideals come into being and so the world moves ever on.



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