Quotes About Awareness

the greatest danger is always the one we are ignorant of.

You never miss the water until the well runs dry.

In the dead of night I stirred. Wakefulness flowed back into me. I was a cup full of sorrow, but that sorrow was stilled, like a pain that abates as long as one does not move.

Do not agonize about yesterday. Do not borrow tomorrow's trouble. Let your heart hunt. Rest in the now.

Open your eyes. This horrible mess is your life. There is no sense in waiting for it to get better. Stop putting it off and live it.

As long as you believe it is impossible, you close your mind to understanding it.

Once one knows what heartless people can do, it cannot be entirely forgotten. It always remains among the possible things that can befall you.

Somewhere inside me, a madman raged in his cell, but I chose not to know of that.

A leaf turns in the wind, and you suddenly have a different perception of what colour it is.

If I enter the room as you are fastening your shoe, I can say, "There will be a lovely moon tonight," and then you will call it to mind. But before I call it forth for you, you have forgotten the moon. One can swiftly understand that for most moments of our lives, we have forgotten almost all of the world around us, except for what currently claims our interest.

You won't even see what is put right on the table before you. Men. If it was raining soup you'd be out there with a fork.

For a very brief period I was happy, and, an even rarer gift, I knew I was happy.

Do not pull back from the pain and imagine that makes you strong. Look at it, you dolt! It is trying to tell you what is wrong so you can fix it.

I bit my tongue and sat through his detailed and strained explanation. Not for the first time, I realized he considered me slightly slow. My silences he mistook for a lack of wit rather than a lack of any need to speak.

You're always somewhere else. You never do the music where you are." p. 462 Thick to Fitz

You can't play in shit and not get some on you.

The man who worries about what will next be happening to him loses this moment in dread of the next, and poisons the next with pre-judgement.

It was all so meaningless when I looked at it that way. It was meaningless in the same way as when I stood up from a game and then looked down on the scatter of playing pieces, and realized that they all were just bits of polished stone on a wooden board marked with squares. All the meaning they'd had moments before when I'd been trying to win a game were meanings that I'd imbued them with. Of themselves, neither they nor the board had any significance.

Understanding how or why is seldom as useful as understanding that things are.

refusing to think about a thing only brings it more strongly to mind.

Some part of me knew that was important. That once it would have mattered terribly to me.

Boredom is vastly underrated. Boredom means that nothing is trying to kill you every day.

Death stalks us, and he is ever sure of his kill. It is not a thing to dwell on, but it is something we all know, in our guts and bones. All save humans.

if something made a man feel bad then he must determine what about it troubled him, and eliminate that. Simply to suffer the discomforts of guilt did not indicate a man had improved himself, only that he suspected he harbored a fault.