Quotes About Realization

Today we have discovered the word that could not be said. I

And suddenly, for the first time this day, we remembered that we are the damned. We remembered it, and we laughed.

Keating stood still, because he understood for the first time what it was that artists spoke about when they spoke of beauty.

It is this insistence of man upon meaning that makes him so difficult. Once he realizes that he is of no importance whatever in the vast scheme of the universe, that no possible significance can be attached to his activities, that it does not matter whether he lives or dies, he will become much more … tractable.

Haw realized he had been held captive by his own fear.

There I could look at heads cut open in various ways, innumerable ways, the whole machinery drawn and colored with the utmost precision. I especially loved the pictures of brains, whose different coils were distinguished by every color of the rainbow. Many years later, when in an anatomy lab I saw a real brain for the first time, I was surprised (though of course I knew better) that it was so drab a thing.

Every moment built up to this point; every skill I've acquired, every pain-filled memory leads me here. Finally, I know what I am made for.

THE ACTIONS THAT accompany the four truths describe the trajectory of dharma practice: understanding anguish leads to letting go of craving, which leads to realizing its cessation, which leads to cultivating the path. These are not four separate activities but four phases within the process of awakening itself. Understanding matures into letting go; letting go culminates in realization; realization impels cultivation.

Sculpting the very earth. That boast stuck in a corner of my mind, though I wasn't sure why, at the time. Perhaps in retrospect what I can only call my revelation was already stirring, like a seed in the watered ground. As I will relate in its place.

My God,' said Josh Morris, sounding aghast. 'What have we done?' And he laughed.

Maybe this are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it...

And how different her face looked the first time she really liked a boy who was not on a poster on her wall. And how her face looked when she realized she was in love with that boy.

and for the first time in my life I understand the end of that poem. And I never wanted to. You have to believe me.

Maybe these are my glory days, and I'm not even realizing it

It's like my very first memory, which I guess is the first time I was aware that I was alive.

And I could feel what he felt on the night when he realize that if he didn't leave, it would never be his life. It would be theirs.

It was the look on her face when she said it. And how much she meant it. It suddenly made everything seem like it really was. I felt terrible. Just terrible.

For the first time in my life, I understood the end of that poem. And I never wanted to. You have to believe me.

I don't know if it is important to tell you all this, but at the time, it felt like a "breakthrough".

I'm going to be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is.

Ma, soprattutto, piangevo perchè, all'improvviso, mi ero reso conto che ero proprio io quello in piedi, nel tunnel, con il vento che gli sferzava il viso. Non m'interessava vedere il centro della città. Non ci pensavo nemmeno. Perché ero in piedi, nel tunnel. Ed ero presente, davvero. E questo è bastato a farmi provare quella sensazione di infinito.

I said, Well, I thought a lot of things, but mostly, I thought that your being sad was much more important to me than Craig not being your boyfriend anymore. And if it meant that I would never get to think of you that way, as long as you were happy, it was okay. That's when I realized that I truly loved you.

I'm going to tell Mom and Dad, you know? No, you're not. God, I couldn't stop laughing. When my sister thought about it for a second, I think she figured out why she wouldn't tell Mom or Dad. It's like she suddenly remembered where we were and what had just happened and how crazy our whole conversation was considering all that. Then, she started laughing.

I wasn't happy about Craig and Sam breaking up. Not at all. I never once thought that it would mean Sam might start liking me. All I cared about was the fact that Sam got really hurt. And I guess I realized at that moment that I really did love her. Because there was nothing to gain, and that didn't matter.