John Ruskin Quotes

Take a walk with a turtle. And behold the world in pause.

Long walks force a certain meditative awareness. You're not moving so fast that you miss the world's details passing by - in fact, you can stop to inspect something that might catch your eye.

Don't underestimate the value of doing nothing, of just going along, listening to all the thing you can't hear, and not bothering.

The price of seeing is silence.

I have always loved the gaps, the spaces between things, as much as the things. I love staring, pondering, mulling, puttering. I love the times when someone or something is late-there's that rich possibility of noticing more, in the meantimePoetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.

I go too fast to see much, only the tops of everything. I've got to prowl slow some time through this country.

Go fast enough to get there, but slow enough to see.

What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare?

I relax by looking at things and reading about things. Even the simplest thing can reveal a great deal about the world around us. It relaxes me greatly to sit back with my feet up and look around my study at the everyday things that surround me.

In this world, where everything happens so fast, it's hard to sit back, take the time and contemplate.

To contemplate is to look at shadows.

When walking, you see things that you miss in a motor car or on the train. You give your mind space to ponder.

The senses are of the earth, the reason stands apart from them in contemplation.

I don't really take a step back too often to see what's going on.

We must look a long time before we can see.

I simply liked looking at the world around us.

We have everything we need, in fact, except the most important thing of all — time to think and the habit of thought.

Celebration... is self restraint, is attentiveness, is questioning, is meditating, is awaiting, is the step over into the more wakeful glimpse of the wonder - the wonder that a world is worlding around us at all, that there are beings rather than nothing, that things are and we ourselves are in their midst, that we ourselves are and yet barely know who we are, and barely know that we do not know all this.

Poetry calls us to pause. There is so much we overlook, while the abundance around us continues to shimmer, on its own.

To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like a star in the world's sky.

Look. This is your world! You can't not look. There is no other world. This is your world; it is your feast. You inherited this; you inherited these eyeballs; you inherited this world of color. Look at the greatness of the whole thing. Look! Don't hesitate - look! Open your eyes. Don't blink, and look, look - look further.

While you are looking, you might as well also listen, linger and think about what you see.

You see more sitting still than chasing after.

Its never too late to take a moment to look.