Quotessence
Home / Quotes / Quote by John Burley

Quote by John Burley

Work

Mindfulness for the Mindless: A No Nonsense Guide to Breaking Free From a Mindless Life

Browse quotes and source details for this work. more

Author

John Burley

Browse famous quotes and profile details for John Burley. more

You May Also Like

“Tankens oppgave er å organisere og rydde. Dette er en viktig oppgave, som er nødvendig for våre sosiale liv, men den har ingen plass i hjertets og sjelens liv. "Hvis vi skulle krangle etter dette, må vi ikke gå hver vår vei" [...] Tanken kan si dette, selv om den er opphavet til all krangel, men den kan ikke si ett ord om kjærlighet. Heller ikke kan den måle sjelen i ord, eller veie hjertet etter sin logikk.”

LoveThoughts
Book:Beloved Prophet: The Love Letters of Kahlil Gibran and Mary Haskell, and Her Private Journal
Create image

“Waiters began to appear with tureens of soup, platters of fish and meat, and bowls of vegetables. Another with a huge gold tasting spoon hanging like a necklace at his chest showed the Count a bottle of wine, which he approved, and when opened, sniffed the cork, and then nodded so that a glass could be poured for me. He ordered the waiters to put everything on the table and retreat to the rear of the room. "I will serve her," he said. "Tell me what you would like, Mina." I opened my mouth to speak, but he put a finger to my lips. "Not that way. Tell me with your thoughts." Without looking at the food, I directed my attention by scent to the tureen of turtle soup, whose aroma I recognized from my first dinner at the asylum. "Yes, good," the Count said, ladling out a small bowlful for me. "What else?" I relished the aromas of the white fish with wine and capers, the lamb with mint sauce, and the carrots, but rejected the turnips, which I had eaten for so many years at Miss Hadley's that I had come to abhor them. My repulsion made him laugh, and he signaled for a waiter to take the bowl away.”

ThoughtsDinnerLikes And DislikesAromasMina And Dracula
Book:Dracula in Love
Create image

“Niren had not seen her properly before. She had very lovely eyes. He had not before seen such a beautiful expression in any one's eyes, except perhaps those of her brother Opu. They were big and sleepy. They had the same drowsy quality which was hidden in the deep fresh greenness of the mango and bokul trees that lined the paths in the village. The dawn that would quicken them had not yet come; and the heavy sleep that precedes waking still brooded over them. Yes, it was dawn they made him think of; dawn, when sleeping eyes first open, dawn when maidens walk down to the river's edge, and every window gives forth the odour of incense; dawn, that cool ambrosial hour when the waters of awakening flow cool and fresh through house after house.”

ThoughtsDawnEyes
Book:Pather Panchali: Song of the Road
Create image