Quotes About Consciousness

But do we really live? To live without knowing what life is - is that living?

At first I felt dizzy - not with the kind of dizziness that makes the body reel but the kind that's like a dead emptiness in the brain, an instinctive awareness of the void.

My God, my God, whose performance am I watching? How many people am I? Who am I? What is this space between myself and myself?

Eternal tourists of ourselves, there is no landscape but what we are. We possess nothing, for we don't even possess ourselves. We have nothing because we are nothing. What hand will I reach out, and to what universe? The universe isn't mine: it's me.

I realize that I was all error and deviation, that I never lived, that I existed only in so far as I filled time with consciousness and thought.

I had the same sensation as when we watch someone sleep. When asleep we all become children again. Perhaps because in the state of slumber we can do no wrong and are unconscious of life, the greatest criminal and most self- absorbed egotist are holy, by a natural magic, as long as they're sleeping. For me there's no discernible difference between killing a child and killing a sleeping man.

Life is whatever we conceive it to be.

For a long time now I haven't existed. I'm utterly calm. No one distinguishes me from who I am. I just felt myself breath as if I'd done something new, or done it late. I'm beginning to be conscious of being conscious. Perhaps tomorrow I will wake up to myself and resume the course of my existence. I don't know if that will make more happy or less. I don't know anything.

pg 9, The consciousness of life's unconsciousness is the oldest tax levied on the intelligence.

I'm almost convinced that I'm never awake. I'm not sure if I'm not in fact dreaming when I live, and living when I dream, or if dreaming and living are for me intersected, intermingled things that together form my conscious self.

I look at myself but I'm missing. I know myself: it's not me.

Decadence is the total loss of unconsciousness, which is the very basis of life. Could it think, the heart would stop beating.

Vivo sempre no presente. O futuro, não o conheço. O passado, já o não tenho.

We never know self-realization. We are two abysses - a well staring at the sky.

Let's absurdify life, from east to west. Let us play hide-and-seek with our consciousness of living.

There's enough metaphysics in not thinking about anything.

Give to each emotion a personality, to each state of mind a soul.

Everything that happens where we live happens in us. Everything that ceases in what we see ceases in us. Everything that has been, if we saw it when it was, was taken from us when it went away.

I feel as if I'm always on the verge of waking up.

By day I am nothing, by night I am I.

Multipliquei-me para me sentir.

The abstract intelligence produces a fatigue that's the worst of all fatigues. It doesn't weigh on us like bodily fatigue, nor disconcert like the fatigue of emotional experience. It's the weight of our consciousness of the world, a shortness of breath in our soul.

Ese episodio de la imaginación al que llamamos realidad

Between your body and my desire for it Stretches the chasm of you being conscious. If only I could love and possess you Without you existing or being there!