Quotes About Consciousness

If man is able to live healthily as a vegetarian but chooses not to be one, then man is guilty of eating meat!

My first novel, 'Man Walks Into a Room,' is about a man who's lost his memory and has to start a second life. On one level, it's about how we create a coherent sense of self.

When a man is on the verge of passing out from pain, it seemed wrong to notice how beautiful he was.

No man can prove upon awakening that he is the man who he thinks went to bed the night before, or that anything that he recollects is anything other than a convincing dream.

I am a man now. Pass your hand over my brow. You can feel the place where the brains grow.

In my vision, the thing that man needs first and foremost is a meditative consciousness.

The consciousness in each man is a sliding scale, which identifies him now with the First Cause, and now with the flesh of his body; life above life, in infinite degrees.

The age of puberty is a crisis in the age of man worth studying. It is the passage from the unconscious to the conscious; from thesleep of passions to their rage.

If I see one dilemma with Western man, it's that he can't accept how beautiful he is. He can't accept that he is pure light, that he's pure love, that he's pure consciousness, that he's divine.

To every man in the world there is one person of whom he knows little: whom he would never recognize if he met him walking down the street, whose motives are a mystery to him. That is himself.

A person who discreetly farts in an elevator is not a divine being, and a man needs to know this.

Every man has to learn the points of the compass again as often as he awakes, whether from sleep or any abstraction.

And some men are as ignorant of what they do when awake as they are forgetful of what they do when asleep.

Man's conditioning has been so powerful that It has all but distroyed his ability to be self aware.

Because no man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed; as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.

The man, with his brain, can pierce the intoxicating mirage of things and contemplate a frozen universe in the most perfect indifference to him and his dreams.

It is seldom men think of death in the pride of their health and strength.

In the space which thought creates around itself there is no love. This space divides man from man.

What man does not know, Or has not thought of, Wanders in the night Through the labyrinth of the mind.

Man cannot persist long in a conscious state, he must throw himself back into the unconscious, for his root lives there.

If all be a Dream, then he doth but dream that he makes the Question; and so it is not much matter that a waking Man should answer him.

God cannot be an object. It is deepest depth of your own being. How can you see it.

Oh, one world at a time!

The funny thing about stopping is that as soon as you do it, here you are.