Quotes About Awareness

HIV does not make people dangerous to know, so you can shake their hands and give them a hug: Heaven knows they need it.

The distinguishing characteristics of mind are of a subjective sort; we know them only from the contents of our own consciousness.

Don't be afraid - if you don't exercise your rights, you will lose them.

You don't have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.

Evil hiding among us is an ancient theme.

The easiest way to propagandize people is to let a propaganda theme go in through an entertainment picture when people do not realize they are being propagandized.

I was aware of that theme of mortality in my music since around 2009. The decaying and the disappearance of the piano sound is very much symbolic of life and mortality. It's not sad. I just meditate about it.

Consciousness - that, to me, is the theme of the modern novel.

'Lost' is such a thematic show that I'm always afraid that if I know something's going to happen at the end, I'll subconsciously write something in where someone who's astute will go, 'Oh, he used so-and-so's theme: that must mean so-and-so is coming back!'

Grant that I may not so much seek to be understood as to understand.

underage and everyone knew

I love you, too. Please be careful." Then she headed quickly into the bar while he followed her with his eyes, a stupid grin on his face. "There's

What were you thinking while that happened, Ian?" Before he could come up with an answer, the truth came out. "I was thinking, thank God I didn't forget how that was done." She laughed, rubbing his back. "What were you thinking?" he asked. "I was thinking, thank God he didn't forget how that was done." But

Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads. —Henry David Thoreau

Over time, she felt Bobby had had some recognition—there were times he'd turn his head, seem to look at her, even move his head closer as if nuzzling her, then close his eyes as though he knew she was there, as though he could smell her, feel her. She might've been the only one to think that way, but she believed that, somewhere inside that completely incapacitated body, he lived a little bit, knew he was with his wife and family, knew he was loved.

You cannot wake a person who is pretending to be asleep

he isn't distracted by us. You, me and

Not much that happened on the beach got by Charlie Simmons. He was fourteen and his mother was the nurse who tended Winnie Banks, a lady with ALS who lived on the hill overlooking the beach. Charlie came to work with his mother every day. He hung out around the house, the town, the beach. He was, more than anything, a practiced observer. More observer than participant, something he'd change if possible. It

You cannot wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.' She could be using anger to cover more vulnerable needs.

Tell you what, Sunshine—I'm upright, walking around, healthy, have a brain to think with and the option to enjoy my life. Well, I'm not going to take that for granted.

Life was precious and not to be taken for granted,

In picking up a rock I could no longer simply say, 'This is a rock,' I could now say, 'This is part of a net,' or closer, 'This, which everything acts upon, acts.' When this way of thinking became ordinary for me, I too became lost in the net and the boundaries of myself stretched out for ever.

And so back up the ravines to the comfortable places (the sane ones?) where we don't have to think too much. Where life is, after all, just 'getting by' and where we survive, half asleep.

Real travel would be to see the world, for even an instant, with another's eyes