Quotes About Consciousness

The time will come when men such as I will look upon the murder of animals as they now look on the murder of men.

An average human looks without seeing, listens without hearing, touches without feeling, eats without tasting, moves without physical awareness, inhales without awareness of odour or fragrance, and talks without thinking.

All our knowledge has its origin in our perceptions

I awoke only to find that the rest of the world was still asleep.

My body will not be a tomb for other creatures.

Why does the eye see more clearly when asleep than the imagination when awake?

The eye sees a thing more clearly in dreams, than the imagination awake.

The painter who draws merely by practice and by eye, without any reason, is like a mirror which copies every thing placed in front of it without being conscious of their existence.

I awoke, only to see that the rest of the world is still asleep.

There will come a time when men look upon the murder of animals as they now look upon the murder of men.

My body is not a tomb for other creatures.

All our knowledge has its origins in our perceptions.

InconÈ™tientul are dou? feÈ›e, deoarece ne protejeaz? de tr?irea conÈ™tient? a amintirilor dureroase È™i a experienÈ›elor asociate acestora È™i, în acelaÈ™i timp, ne împiedic? s? accept?m È™i s? înv???m din acele experienÈ›e.

I am convinced that there are genuine and valid levels of perception available with cannabis (and probably with other drugs) which are, through the defects of our society and our educational system, un-available to us without such drugs.

He was part of my dream, of course -- but then I was part of his dream, too.

Life, what is it but a dream?

So she sat on with closed eyes, and half believed herself in Wonderland, though she knew she had but to open them again, and all would change to dull reality.

And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be?

What does it matter where my body happens to be?' he said. 'My mind goes on working all the same.

Why, about you ! Tweedledee exclaimed, clapping his hands triumphantly. And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? Where I am now, of course, said Alice. Not you! Tweedledee retorted contemptuously. You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake, added Tweedledum, you'd go out--bang!--just like a candle! I shouldn't! Alice exclaimed indignantly.

And if he left off dreaming about you

It's all in your head, Alice.

and the moral ofthat is —"Take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves.

Is all our life then, but a dream?