Quotes About Perception

When we regard thoughts and emotions with humor and openness, that's how we perceive the universe.

Tu mente es como un cubo de basura chiflado que grita».

getting to know fear, becoming familiar with fear, looking it right in the eye—not as a way to solve problems, but as a complete undoing of old ways of seeing, hearing, smelling, tasting, and thinking.

we habitually string our thoughts together into a story that tricks us into believing that our identity, our happiness, our pain, and our problems are all solid and separate entities. In fact, like thoughts, all these constructs are constantly changing

many of our mood swings are related to how we interpret what happens. If we look closely at our mood swings, we'll notice that something always sets them off. We carry around a subjective reality that is continually triggering our emotional reactions.

This was because I could see it for what it was, instead of getting immersed in it and sowing more seeds of feeling rejected.

We point our fingers at the wrongdoers, but we ourselves are mirror images; everyone is outraged at everyone else's wrongness.

Of the two witnesses, hold the principal one" might arise. Of the two witnesses—self and other—we're the only one who knows the full truth about ourselves.

It has been said, quite accurately, that a psychotic person is drowning in the very same things that a mystic swims in.

What does this story mean? My understanding of it is that what we habitually regard as obstacles are not really our enemies, but rather our friends. What we call obstacles are really the way the world and our entire experience teach us where we're stuck.

that a psychotic person is drowning in the very same things that a mystic swims in.

our minds wander off into all kinds of stories and fabrications and manufactured realities

All ego really is, is our opinions, which we take to be solid, real, and the absolute truth about how things are.

Por qué cree que abrir una librería es inverosímil?-le gritó al viento-. ¿La gente de Hadborough no quiere comprar libros? -Han perdido el deseo por las cosas raras -dijo (...)-. (...) Y no me diga usted que los libros no constituyen una rareza en sí mismos. (La librería)

The body, then, has a mind of its own. It must follow, then, that the Mind has a body of its own, even if it's like nothing that we can see around us, or have ever seen.

Would you consider what I call the "inner eye" which opens for some of us, though not always when we want it or expect it – would you consider the inner eye as one of the sensory nerves?

He said, aloud, 'The external world is the world of shadows. It throws its shadows into the kingdom of light. How different they will appear when this darkness is gone and the shadow-body has passed away. The universe, after all, is within us. The way leads inward, always inwards.

Por qué cree que abrir una librería es inverosímil?-. ¿La gente de Hardborough no quiere comprar libros? -Han perdido el deseo por las cosas raras-dijo (...). (...) Y no me diga usted que los libros no constituyen una rareza en sí mismos.

I'm afraid I'm not accustomed to the poor light, Mrs James.' 'Look at the sky, father. Keep your eyes on the lightest part of the sky and they'll adapt little by little.

You're either a child or a woman, and neither of them have any idea how to relax.

Es un buen libro y, por lo tanto, debería intentar vendérselo a los habitantes de Hardborough. No lo entenderán, pero será mejor así. Entender las cosas hace que la mente se vuelva perezosa.

I'm sure you didn't. You're either a child or a woman, and neither of them have any idea how to relax.' 'You watch it,' said Christine.

A stone has been cast into the reliable immutable pond of the past, and as the ripples subside everything appears different. The reflections are quite other; everything has swung and shattered, it is all beyond recovery

When I look at those years I look at them alone. What happened there happens now only inside my head - no one else sees the same landscape, hears the same sounds, knows the sequence of events. There is another voice, but it is one that only I hear. Mine - ours - is the only evidence.