Quotes About Consciousness

Just remember that the things you put in your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, don't you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

It's just that the passing of time is irrevocably the passing of you. And then nothing. I suppose it should be a comfort to understand that one cannot be dead forever where there's no forever to be dead in. Well. I see your look. I know that you see me enfettered in some cognitive morass and I'm sure that you would contend it to be the ultimate solipsism to believe that the world ceases when you do. But I've no other way to look

Zapomeneš, co si chceš pamatovat a pamatuješ si, co chceš zapomenout.

It's a mystery. A man's at odds to know his mind cause his mind is aught he has to know it with. He can know his heart, but he dont want to. Rightly so.

You can get from the noumenal to the phenomenal without stirring from your chair. In other words, nothing can be excerpted from the absolute without being rendered perceptual.

There were no starry skies prior to the first sentient and ocular being to behold them. Before that all was blackness and silence.

To see God everywhere is to see Him nowhere

A man's at odds to know his mind cause his mind is aught he has to know it with. He can know his heart, but he dont want to. Rightly

What is the inner life of an eidolon? Do his thoughts and his questions originate with him? Do mine with me? Is he my creature? Am I his? I

The ugly truth is that other than Feynman's sum-over theories there is no believable explanation of quantum mechanics that does not involve human consciousness. Of course this raises the questions as to how it managed to get along without us.

Ones convictions as to the nature of reality must also represent one's limitations as to the perception of it.

Just remember that the things you put into your head are there forever, he said. You might want to think about that. You forget some things, don't you? Yes. You forget what you want to remember and you remember what you want to forget.

You will never know what the world is made of. The only thing that's certain is that it's not made of the world. As you close upon some mathematical description of reality you can't help but lose what is being described.

A man's at odds to know his mind cause his mind is aught he has to know it with.

if mathematics is performed mostly in the unconscious we still have no notion as to how it goes about it. ... And why is it so often right? Who does it check its work with? I've had solutions simply handed to me. Out of the blue. The locus ceruleus perhaps. And it has to remember everything. No notes. It's hard to escape the unsettling conclusion that it is not using numbers.

But what is your life? Can you see it? It vanishes at its own appearance. Moment by moment. Until it vanishes to appear no more. When you look at the world is there a point in time when the seen becomes the remembered? How are they separate? It is that which we have no way o show. It is that which is missing from our map and from the picture that it makes. And yet is all we have.

Am I a monster, are there monsters in me ?

People are interested in other people. But your unconscious is not. Or only as they might directly affect you. It's been hired to do a very specific job. It never sleeps. It's more faithful than God.

Everyone is born with the faculty to see the miraculous. You have to choose not to.

The actual process of thinking -in any discipline- is an unconscious affair...The truth is that there is a process here to which we have no access.

Oh, ever once in a while I'll catch myself slippin into manual override. But I catch myself. I catch myself.

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Don't get caught in your own thoughts, Fox. They would make her blind and deaf.

But they woke him with words, their cruel, bright weapons. T. H. White, The Book of Merlin