Quotes About Realization

We have two lives; the second begins when we realize we only have one.

Has he ever even said he loved you? He's been telling me for years, she said softly, I just wasn't listening

Nimeni nu crede niciodat? ceea ce se întâmpl?, decât dup? ce e prea târziu.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you. Wise as you have become, with so much experience, you must already have understood what these Ithacas mean.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.

You give up the world line by line. Stoically. And then one day you realize that your courage is farcical. It doesn't mean anything. You've become an accomplice in your own annihilation and there is nothing you can do about it. Everything you do closes a door somewhere ahead of you. And finally there is only one door left.

People don't pay attention. And then one day there's an accounting. And after that, nothing is the same.

The things I believed in dont exist any more. It's foolish to pretend that they do. Western Civilization finally went up in smoke in the chimneys at Dachau but I was too infatuated to see it. I see it now.

history presses upon us the realization that all knowledge is a borrowing and every fact a debt. For each event is revealed to us only at the surrender of every alternate course. For us, the whole of the traveler's life converges at this place and this hour, whatever we may know of that life or out of whatever stuff it may be made. De acuerdo?

He saw very clearly how all his life led only to this moment and all after led nowhere at all.

She raised her eyes and looked at him. He'd never seen despair before. He thought he had, but he had not.

It's a life's work to see yourself for what you really are and even then you might be wrong. And that is somethin I dont want to be wrong about.

Aldrig mer är en lång tid. Men pojken visste det han visste. Att aldrig mer inte är någon tid alls.

Well. I guess what I understand is that at the core of the world of the deranged is the realization that there is another world and that they are not a part of it.

One of the things I realized was that the universe had been evolving for countless billions of years

The tent in which she first met him had smelled of blood, of the death she did not understand, and still she had thought of it all as a game. She had promised him the world. His flesh in the flesh of his enemies. And much too late had she realized what he had sown in her. Love. Worst of all poisons.

How clear one's own desires become once they are made impossible.

Oh yes, he was an idiot. He'd always been frightened by how much he needed her. And now it was too late.

Too late had she realized what he was sowing in her. Love. Worst of all poisons.

This stuff only works in practice. In theory, it's a mess.

by the time the datapocalypse is obvious even to people whose paychecks depended on denying it, it would be too

Sometimes it is not until the Final Chapter that you realise what a quest has REALLY been about all along.

Please do not blame the story. The story cannot help itself. We do not realise it at the time, but sometimes the story we are all a part of is not just a story about Vikings and islands and dragons. It is a story about growing up. And one of the things about growing up, one of the inescapable, inevitable laws, is that one day... one day... one day... it is going to happen. I am sorry, but it's true.

Suddenly he realized what was happening.