Quotes About Realization

I had heard people say that things like this happen between people in love, but I myself didn't know that such emptiness really existed.

What a comfort it was, I thought, to hear someone put into words something that you were on the verge of grasping.

Pero una persona tienen que estar completamente desesperada una vez en su vida y, entonces sabe a qué cosas de sí misma no puede renunciar. Si no, llega a la madurez sin saber qué es realmente lo que importa

If I try to say what it is now, it's very simple: I realised the world did not exist for my benefit. It followed that the ratio of pleasant and unpleasant things around me would not change. It wasn't up to me. It was clear that the best thing to do was to adopt a sort of muddled cheerfulness.

Only when the last tree has been cut down and the last river has dried up will man realize that reciting red indian proverbs makes you sound like a fucking muppet.

Only when the last tree has been cut down and the last river has dried up will man realise that reciting red indian proverbs makes you sound like a fucking muppet.

Lucy, the eldest, said a DiFalco woman couldn't hold onto a man if she had him Krazy Glued to her side. Over the years Rose had come to realize the truth of that statement. In

Siena marble. It was only as she reached it that she realised that the Marquis was standing there with his evening cape over his shoulders, obviously waiting for his carriage.

I think I was numb," she said at last. "Not happy. Not unhappy. There were signs, I suppose, that it wasn't Shangri-la, but there wasn't any one thing. It was gradual, you know? Insidious. It wasn't until he was gone that I realized I'd been married to someone I barely knew. I was holding on so tightly I never realized how much we'd both changed. Still, it wasn't enough to leave. At least I didn't think it was.

It´s like you get started in one direction and pick up speed, and you may forget where you´re going and why,but the momentum takes you there anyway. Only, you find out when you arrive that it isn´t where you wanted to be.

Maybe we both need to realize that we're giving our families and our pasts too much power over us.

I told her that's exactly how I felt, but I didn't know

If you bring forth what's inside you, what's inside you will strengthen you. If you don't bring forth what's inside you, what's inside you will destroy you.

The lesson started. We were to learn the subjunctive, and I found myself wondering whether I could take so kindly to the Portuguese now that I realized how often they seemed to use it. It seemed as if there were going to be a great many things I couldn't possibly say.

I made it to the moon and nothing changed.

Of love there are two sorts. The first is that whose highest manifestation is seen in the affection of the sexes. This is always egoistic. It arises from either sex being imperfect without the other; and it is the straining of one sex towards that other which will complete it, because alone it is unable to realize perfectly its nature.

To create is to love, to will the creature for itself. The creature is therefore willed as its own end. God wills that the creature should be. He wills it in the interest of the creature. He wills its good, and its good consists in the realization of its being.

What's it like to go looking for your soul, only to learn you never had one to begin with?

I suddenly realize that I'm naked, which shouldn't bother me since it's the phone, but for some reason it does. "How's it hanging?" Kyra asks and now I think I'm blushing. It's just an expression, but jeez!

I was going to bake you a cake with a hacksaw in it," he said without preamble, " but-" "But you realized it wouldn't work." "Well, no. I realized I don't know how to bake.

My heart went into triple time, like that burst you get when you realize the ball is going over the heads of all the outfielders.

He wondered if all kids-if normal kids-had this moment of epiphany, this sudden sensation of understanding that their parents weren't gods, weren't even kings. They were just people.

In the cold light of day, what seemed like a moderately ridiculous notion has become... surprisingly... possible.

Sometimes I wonder: Why can't they just see me, not the kid who killed? But then I wonder: Is it because the two are the same? It's bad enough to feel like an outsider. Even worse is when I wonder: Is this new behavior, or has she been like this all along and I just never noticed? What have I been missing?