Quotes About Realization

There is so much talk of God and heaven mainly because human beings have not realized the immensity of being human.

You discover an indescribable profundity within yourself when you realize your mortal nature.

For most yogis and mystics, the problem has been that they could never share the fruits of their realization with people around them. To find another person capable of receiving what you know is not easy. If you find even one person you are fortunate.

The crux of the matter is that you don't yet know who you are. Who you are is not the sum total of accumulations you have made. Everything that you currently know as "myself" is just an accumulation.

Yoga is not about being superhuman; it is about realizing that being human is super.

If you keep the false conclusions at bay, truth will dawn.

Many whites are even actually unaware of their own racism, until they face some test, and then their racism emerges in one form or other.

going through the hardest thing, also the greatest thing, for any human being to do; to accept that which is already within you, and around you.

I was going through the hardest thing, also the greatest thing, for any human being to do; to accept that which is already within you, and around you.

Think of your many years of procrastination; how the gods have repeatedly granted you further periods of grace, of which you have taken no advantage. It is time now to realise the nature of the universe to which you belong, and of that controlling Power whose offspring you are; and to understand that your time has a limit set to it. Use it, then, to advance your enlightenment; or it will be gone, and never in your power again.

Remember how long you have procrastinated, and how consistently you have failed to put to good use you suspended sentence from the gods. It is about time you realized the nature of the universe (of which you are part) and of the pwoer that rules it (to which your art owes its existence). Your days are numbered. Use them to throw open the windows of your soul to the sun. If you do not, the sun will soon set, and you with it. (II.4)

Think of your many years of procrastination; how the gods have repeatedly granted you further periods of grace, of which you have taken no advantage. It is time now to realize the nature of the universe to which you belong, and of that controlling Power whose offspring you are; and to understand that your time has a limit set to it. Use it, then, to advance your enlightenment; or it will be gone, and never in your power again.

It's much easier, she realized, to be on the verge of something than to actually be it.

I had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something, till I realized the person I was waiting for was myself.

Regardless of whether you are a man or a woman, everyone births things into reality.

We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?

Nothing changes instantaneously: in a gradually heating bathtub you'd be boiled to death before you knew it.

We've learned to see the world in gasps.

What a moron I was to think you were sweet and innocent, when it turns out you were actually college-educated the whole time!

I´ll take care of it, Luke said. And because he said it instead of her, I knew it meant kill. That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before. You do that first, in your head, and then you make it real. So that´s how they do it, I thought. I seemed never to have known that before.

As with all knowledge, once you knew it, you couldn't imagine how it was that you hadn't known it before. Like stage magic, knowledge before you knew it took place before your very eyes, but you were looking elsewhere.

That is what you have to do before you kill, I thought. You have to create an it, where none was before. You do that first in your head, and then you make it real.

We have learned to see the world in gasps.

What could be done? We thought we had such problems. How were we to know we were happy?