Quotes About Realization

After a woman understands that she does have something called AD/HD and has had it for a long time, she begins to look back and see how deeply it has affected every area of her life. At this point she will often move into the next stage—anger. She often feels anger at lost opportunities, looking back at the paths that she didn't take. She focuses on the point at which things started to go off course and begins to feel anger at a system that let her down as a child.

I suppose the things that you always take for granted, that you don't even notice, are what you miss the most.

At some point, all creative tasks become work. The interesting and fun challenges fade, and the ordinary, boring, inglorious work necessary to bring an idea to the world becomes the reality.

An epiphany is a powerful experience, but the myth of epiphany is that it alone is all you need.

It may be," Doc Hansom the goatfish concluded, "that it is already too late.

i thought to myself well if there's a sucker out there it may as well be me for believing this jerk would stay in business if he paid all his writers like he was going to pay me. i mean he must not have even realized that poetry doesn't sell!

It took a bit of popcorn and a library snack bar to make me realize that being a librarian was about more than just giving people information. It was about serving a community. And if the community is hungry for more than just knowledge, then maybe it's about time to open a snack bar.

Fuck damn ," said Conté, totally unable to help himself when the sums involved vanished over his mental horizon. "Beg pardon, Doña Sofia." "You should." She drained her snifter in one quick unladylike gulp. "Your calculations are off. This merits a triple fuckdamn at least .

Good. Well. Shit." Locke rubbed his gloved hands together. "I guess that's that. I'm all out of rhetorical flourishes.

Barsavi realized something that too many men in the city were slow to grasp; an idea that he reinforced years later when he took the Berangias sisters to be his primary enforcers. He was wise enough to understand that the women of Camorr could be underestimated only at great peril to one's health.

The world moved in horrifying slow motion; Locke, who was no stranger to a beating, was cursed with the uncanny ability to recognize one just before it ceased to be theoretical.

What was that smell? Had someone left food in here? She looked under the desktop, then under the chair before she realized what it was. The smell was her.

It just took all of that to come to a screeching halt, to get to the point of having nothing, for me to finally realize, Hey, what are you fighting with this for? Until then, I hadn't claimed my faith as my own I had just grown up with it.

And as the hands of the clocks clicked to eight past one, the house awoke to the sudden and definite realization that now was the time. It had waited long enough. It was time to play.

Do you show contempt for the riches of his kindness, forbearance and patience, not realizing that God's kindness is intended to lead you to repentance? (Rom. 2:4 NIV)

Whenever you note the time on the clock, realize that it is now—right now—later than it has ever been.

Just in the nick of time they realized that it was their own habitat they were wrecking -- that they weren't merely visitors.

I'm ALIVE. Thinking about it, noticing it, is new. You do things and don't watch. Then all of a sudden you look and see what you're doing and it's the first time, really.

For the first time she saw that the nurse's name was Tabitha.

I froze in time! And I thought, "My God... I'm free!"

You never get another first time. I just remember being excited and that feeling of "Wow my dream is really coming true".

You have moments of clarity, things become clear to you that you didn't understand before. But there's never any making ends meet or finding any time of longstanding peace of mind about something.

And nobody had told them that they were short on time.

It was the first time it had ever occurred to me, that this detestable cant of false humility might have originated out of the Heep family. I had seen the harvest, but had never thought of the seed.