Quotes About Awakening

As man becomes spiritually awakened he recognizes that any external inharmony is the correspondence of mental inharmony. If he stumbles or falls, he may know he is stumbling or falling in consciousness.

When you are awake to your good, you know there are no enemies, for God utilizes every person and situation for your good. Hindrances are friendly and obstacles stepping-stones. One with God, you become invincible.

If you were wide a-wake to your good, you could not be troubled and fearful! Waking up to the truth, that there is no loss, lack or failure in the kingdom of reality—loss, lack and failure would disappear from your life. They come from your own vain imaginings.

Cómo hacerte comprender lo que tú habías despertado en mí? De pronto tuve la sensación de no desagradar; yo no desgradaba, no era odioso.

He estado prisionero durante toda mi vida de una pasión que no me poseía. Como un perro ladra a la luna, me ha fascinado un reflejo. ¡Despertarse a los sesenta y ocho años! ¡Renacer en el momento de morir! Que se me concedan algunos años, aún, algunos meses, algunas semanas...

In an instant he saw the delusion of his five hundred years. He was not looking into a box; he was looking out of one. All these centuries his mind, his body, his world had been a box of horrors. He took one last breath, then pushed open the lid of his prison and escaped.

In the search for understanding and awakening we are drawn to those teachings that convey the deepest wisdom with the greatest beauty.

My father once dropped fifty pence, bent down to pick it up and it hit him on the back of the neck. He used to wake up at night to see if he'd lost any sleep.

You know Americans are obsessed with life and death and rebirth, that's the American Cycle. You know, awakening, tragic, horrible death and then Phoenix rising from the ashes. That's the American story, again and again.

It was Sir Walter Scott who asked, "Is death the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.

Suddenly life has new meaning to me, there's beauty up above and things we never take notice of, you wake up suddenly you're in love.

Blade You better wake up. The world you live in is nothing but a sugarcoated topping There is another world beneath it. And if you want to survive it you better learn how to PULL THE TRIGGER

Frost You may wake up one day and find yourself extinct

A new dawn has broken, has it not?

Leadership is awakening others to the possibilities and inspiring them to attain them.

Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!

Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!

Your nature is the Buddha.

People of this world are deluded. They're always longing for something-always, in a word, seeking. But the wise wake up. They choose reason over custom. They fix their minds on the sublime and let their bodies change with the seasons. All phenomena are empty. They contain nothing worth desiring.

In the same way that there's a partner for every person, there's a place. All you have to do is find your own among the billions that belong to other people, you have to be awake, you have to choose.

Världen vaknar enligt tidszon, men inte min människa, aldrig igen. Det här gör för ont för att ta i med ord.

Which must be why Bondy the poet says that real poetry must hurt, as if you'd forgotten you wrapped a razor blade in your hadkerchief and you blow your nose, no book worth its salt is meant to put you to sleep, it's meant to make you jump out of bed in your underwear and run and beat the author's brains out

real poetry must hurt, as if you'd forgotten you wrapped a razor blade in your handkerchief and you blow your nose, no book worth its salt is meant to put you to sleep, it's meant to make you jump out of bed in your underwear and run and beat the author's brains out, [...]

Não leio para me distrair, nem para fugir ao tédio, nem mesmo para adormecer melhor; eu, que vivo num país onde há quinze gerações se sabe ler e escrever, bebo para, com a leitura, nunca mais dormir, para que a leitura me dê tremuras.