Quotes About Realization

I can imagine him beyond the world, looking back at me with an amazement of realization—This is why we have lived this life! There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them sufficient.

Leaving here is like waking from a trance.

There were times in his youth when his imaginations of destruction were so powerful that the deed itself seemed as bad as done. So he did it. It was as if the force of the idea were strong enough that his collaboration in it was trivial. These impulses—they were not temptations—had quieted over the years. But the realization startled him when he recognized the fantasy he had allowed himself was actually identical with the desolation intended for

And on that walk he said to me, John, you might as well know now what you're sure to learn sometime. This is a backwater - you must be aware of that already. Leaving here is like waking from a trance.

But his Godfather had never said such and such a thing could be done without having it done.

He realized that at the root of Guiliano's romanticism was the brilliant penetration of paranoia.

Ahora ella está de frente a él. De golpe, Alberto descubre que el rostro tantas veces evocado en el colegio estás últimas semanas tenía una firmeza que no asoma en el rostro que ve a su lado, el mismo que vio en el cine Metro, o tras esa puerta, cuando se despidieron, un rostro cohibido, unos ojos tímidos que se apartan de los suyos y se abren y cierran como tocados por el sol de verano.

Change means change. We may have all the insights, but if we do not incarnate them, they are all in vain.

To understand that you have blown it, that you can never fix it is one of the worst feelings ever.

You know what I mean. That moment in a relationship in which, at the same time you discover you've been floating in air for 5 and 1/2 weeks you also discover that your feet have dropped a little closer to earth.

Look around. It's almost gone. If only someone had told me that before. About life. If only I had understood.

I never realized how much they loved me. And I understood how important they were to me.

He had spent his first day in Hue as scared as he had ever been. The fear had started when they were shot at on the chopper coming in, and had then just stayed at full throttle. He realized he had adapted to it. It surprised him. Fear, because it was everywhere and everyone felt it, receded in importance. It was still there, but when you realized there was nothing you could do about it, it ceased to matter. It just became your new reality.

I began to think that there was something awesome about my timing. How was it that, at the exact moment of my stopping, such incredible things were happening? It took me longer than I am prepared to admit to realize that such things were always happening. It was only that I was finally paying attention.

It is a fundamental tenet of Buddhist thought that before emptiness of self can be realized, the self must be experienced fully, as it appears. It is the task of therapy, as well as of meditation, to return those split-off elements to a person's awareness—to make the person see that they are not, in fact, split-off elements at all, but essential aspects of his or her own being.

How pleased we are to have our eyes opened but how easily we close them again.

And it came to Daisy out of the blue. Her mother was a human being. How rarely she saw it.

The spark of life is not gain. Nor is it luxury. The spark of life is movement. Color. Love. And furthermore...if you really want to enjoy life, you must work quietly and humbly to realize your delusions of grandeur.

For the first time in his life, he felt exactly what he was, and he was not impressed.

According to Seneca, Apicius committed suicide because, having spent one tenth of a considerable fortune on his kitchen, he realized that he could not long continue in the style he had chosen.

Within Young Leaves Wrapped within young leaves: the sound of water. —SOSEKI This delicate observation by this Japanese poet is filled with the quiet hope that embedded in our nature, even as we begin, is our gift already unfolded. Embedded in the seed is the blossom. Embedded in the womb is the child fully grown. Embedded in the impulse to care is the peace of love realized. Embedded in the edge of risk and fear is the authenticity that makes life worth living.

The wildflower's reward for trusting what it senses but doesn't yet know is to become what is was born to be—a flower whose inevitable place is realized in a small moment of Oneness, as it joins with elements that were here before it came alive and which will live on once it dies.

Once waking into the realization that eternity is waiting in every moment, I discovered that wealth is time, not money.

How could he have not known this kind of love existed? How could he have thought he understood something about the way God loved his children when he had so vastly underestimated the depths of emotion a father feels for his child?