Quotes About Awareness

That's the way things come clear. All of a sudden. And then you realize how obvious they've been all along.

The minute we begin to think we have all the answers, we forget the questions.

It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.

The journey homewards. Coming home. That's what it's all about. The journey to the coming of the Kingdom. That's probably the chief difference between the Christian and the secular artist--the purpose of the work, be it story or music or painting, is to further the coming of the kingdom, to make us aware of our status as children of God, and to turn our feet toward home.

you and I have good enough minds to know how very limited and finite they really are. The naked intellect is an extraordinarily inaccurate instrument.

When I am constantly running there is no time for being. When there is no time for being there is no time for listening.

We don't have to know everything at once. We just do one thing at a time, as it is given us to do.

We tend to think things are new because we just discovered them.

All forms of art are consciousness expanders, and I am convinced that they will take us further, and more consciously, than drugs.

If we all knew each morning that there was going to be another morning, and on and on and on, we's tend not to notice the sunrise, or hear the birds, or the waves rolling into the shore. We'd tend not to treasure our time with the people we love. Simply the awareness that our mortal lives had a beginning and will have an end enhances the quality of our living. Perhaps it's even more intense when we know that the termination of the body is near, but it shouldn't be.

We do not know what things look like, as you say, the beast said. We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing.

If we are to be aware of life while we are living it, we must have the courage to relinquish our hard-earned control of ourselves.

As paredes tem ouvidos. (Portuguese: The walls have ears.)

I have never lived before...Until this summer, I did not know what it was to be alive.

the discoveries don't come when you're looking for them. They come when for some reason you've let go conscious control.

It does not matter that we cannot fathom this mystery. The only real problem comes when we think that we have.

Oh, why must you make me look at unpleasant things when there are so many delightful ones to see?" Again Mrs Which's voice reverberated through the cave. "Therre willl nno llonggerr bee sso many y pplleasanntt thinggss tto llookk att iff rressponssible ppeoplle ddo nnott ddo ssomethingg abboutt thee unnppleassanntt oness.

We want them to see their home planet, Mrs. Whatsit said. The Medium lost the delighted smile she had worn till then. Oh, why must you make me look at unpleasant things when there are so many delightful ones to see? Again Mrs. Which's voice reverberated through the cave. There will no longer be so many pleasant things to look at if responsible people do not do something about the unpleasant ones.

We do not know what things look like, as you say," the beast said. "We know what things are like. It must be a very limiting thing, this seeing.

Do you know how lucky you are?" She smiled rather wryly. "Not most of the time.

If we knew each morning that there was going to be another morning, and on and on and on, we'd tend not to notice the sunrise,or hear the birds, or the waves rolling into shore. We'd tend not to treasure our time with the people we love.

The more a man knows, the less he talks.

I like to understand things," Meg said. "We all do. But it isn't always possible.

Madeleine L'Engle