Quotes About Consciousness

Her outfit must have penetrated his unconscious. She wore a shirt of softly fringed suede that clung to her breasts like an unforgiven sin.

because it costs a lot to not be aware.

Clarice Lispector

I am probably porous because it costs a lot to not be aware.

This is eternity, right here, for eternity is nothing other than awareness of time going by.

At first she didn't listen to it and then she heard what she was feeling. She said it several times to hear it better.

The point of power is always in the present moment.

Your thoughts and beliefs of the past have created this moment, and all the moments up to this moment. What you are now choosing to believe and think and say will create the next moment and the next day and the next month and the next year.

There's no tyrant like a brain. Below

There's never enough time, it's true, not even for thinking of yourself. Well

Nous effectuions comme des progrès de poésie rien qu'à l'admirer d'être tellement belle et tellement plus inconsciente que nous. Le rythme de sa vie jaillissait d'autres sources que les nôtres

The Tibetan Book of the Dead.

For a moment Anne´s heart fluttered queerly and for the first time her eyes faltered under Gilbert´s gaze and a rosy flush stained the paleness of her face. It was as if a veil that had hung before her inner consciousness had been lifted, giving to her view a revelation of unsuspected feelings and realities.

Consciousness consists in a being becoming objective to itself; … it is nothing apart, nothing distinct from the being which is conscious of itself.

In the object which he contemplates … man becomes acquainted with himself.

What is troubling us is the tendency to believe that the mind is like a little man within.

The mystical is not how the world is, but that it is.

Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, darüber muß man schweigen.

Perhaps what is inexpressible (what I find mysterious and am not able to express) is the background against which whatever I could express has its meaning.

Man has to awaken to wonder - and so perhaps do peoples. Science is a way of sending him to sleep again.

Hell isn't other people. Hell is yourself. (Wittgenstein commenting on Sartre's Hell is other people.

The philosophical I is not the man, not the human body or the human soul of which psychology treats, but the metaphysical subject, the limit - not a part of the world.

Nothing in the visual field allows you to infer that it is seen by an eye.

What I called jottings would not be a rendering of the text, not so to speak a translation with another symbolism. The text would not be stored up in the jottings. And why should it be stored up in our nervous system?