Quotes About Awakening

A non-religious prison when awaken would make others sleep. Therefore his sleeping is good. A religious person when awaken will awaken others. Therefore his awakening is good.

And that was when you realized the fire was inside you all the time. And that was the miracle. Just that.

He was glad to have been wakened, contemptuous as ever of the happiness to be found in dreams, displeased with himself for having fallen prey to it once again.

They fell asleep holding each other and were wakened by a smell, comforting and maternal, of boiled milk and salt water.

Sometimes hot sauce was the only way I knew I was still alive.

que haber sido. Bosch tuvo que esforzarse para contener su ira. —Bonito cuento de hadas —dijo—. Salvo por la parte de la historia en que la princesa nunca se despierta y el verdadero asesino se queda tan ancho y todo el mundo vive feliz después. Siga contándose este cuento. Quizás algún día pueda vivir con él. Bosch lo agarró con fuerza del brazo y lo condujo hacia la abertura en el seto.

He pours himself more coffee, draws out a final, really final, line on the tabletop. Maybe he's just not Ã¢â'¬Â¦ awake enough to be gifted. Maybe one day, why not today, he'll bust out of his lifelong drowse.

Mi existencia es incomprensible y ridícula. Pero nunca estuvo a mi alcance poder elegir otra. Uno no deja de ser quien es. La libertad existe solo en el futuro. En el pasado ya no se puede encontrar. Nadie puede escoger otro pasado. Todo lo que sucede tenía que suceder como sucedió. A posteriori todo es inevitable. A priori nada. Lo único que importa es despertar del sueño.

Svet nudi pregršt prilika. Prilike na poslu, u ljubavi, za duhovni razvoj i emocionalnu ispunjenost. Vaša misija je da ostanete stalno budni kako vas prilike ne bi mimoišle.

It was as if this baseball coach had reached inside me, found a rusty switch marked: 'turn on before attempting use' - and flipped it.

Something deep in the human soul awakens as things fall apart. Something in the soul knows that everything in this world can become lost. And something in the soul knows how to survive periods of devastation, disorientation and loss. Descent and falling is the way of the soul from its beginning. We each fell from the womb of life when the waters of the inner sea broke and it came time for us to breathe on our own.

Tonight, more than any other night, I want to feel alive.

During our evenings in borrowed buildings, she would wake suddenly from a deep sleep, see me watching her, and release a guilty and delicious smile. I suppose that was the moment I felt I belonged most to her.

When she woke, she picked up a pair of scissors out of the porcelain bowl, leaned over and began to cut her hair, not concerned with shape or length, just cutting it away—the irritation of its presence during the previous days still in her mind—when she had bent forward and her hair had touched blood in a wound. She would have nothing to link her, to lock her, to death.

our everyday waking consciousness "is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different.

One of the most beautiful passages of Rousseau is that in the sixth book of Confessions, where he describes the awakening in him of the literary sense. Of such wisdom, the poetic passion, the desire of beauty, the love of art for its own sake, has most.

We are near awakening when we dream that we dream.

Suddenly, and for the first time, he was at the center of his own life, living it and loving it.

Wake up this morning knowing that the possibility for love is closer.

That whole thing about immortality, eternal love and flying is dark and sexy. When you're going through your sexual awakening, it's all a part of that.

Even this late it happens: the coming of love, the coming of light.

The feminine mystique has succeeded in burying millions of American women alive.

Ralph curled up on a heap of shredded Kleenex and took a good long nap. When he awoke refreshed, his first thought was of the motorcycle.

Coming back to your native land after an absence of many years is a surprisingly unsettling business, a little like waking up from a long coma.