Quotes About Awareness

Adults, waiting for tomorrow, move in a present behind which is yesterday or the day before yesterday or at most last week: they don't want to think about the rest. Children don't know the meaning of yesterday, of the day before yesterday, or even of tomorrow

The better and truer you feel, the farther away you go.

Adults, waiting for tomorrow, move in a present behind which is yesterday or the day before yesterday or at most last week: they don't want to think about the rest. Children don't know the meaning of yesterday, of the day before yesterday, or even of tomorrow, everything is this, now: the street is this, the doorway is this, the stairs are this, this is Mamma, this is Papa, this is the day, this the night.

Eine Gemeinschaft, die es normal findet, so viel weibliche Intelligenz mit der Sorge um Kinder und Haushalt zu ersticken, schadet sich selbst und merkt es nicht mal.

Mas eu não invento nada, só escuto, o não dito fala mais do que o dito.

Eu não conseguia mais ser inocente, por trás dos pensamentos havia outros pensamentos, a infância tinha terminado. Eu me esforçava, mas a infância fugia, as lágrimas que eu sentia o tempo todo nos olhos eram o oposto de uma prova de inocência.

É preciso esconder tudo deles, dos homens. Preferiam não saber, preferiam fazer de conta que o que acontecia em seus ambientes por algum milagre não ocorreria com a mulheres ligadas a eles e que - esta era a ideia que os acompanhara desde a infância - deviam proteger mesmo correndo o risco de serem assassinados.

There was something malevolent in the inequality, and now I knew it. It acted in the depths, it dug deeper than money.

Las cosas más difíciles de contar son las que nosotros mismos no llegamos a comprender." —

Children don't know the meaning of yesterday, of the day before yesterday, or even of tomorrow, everything is this, now: the street is this, the doorway is this, the stairs are this, this is Mamma, this is Papa, this is the day, this the night.

Todos en el juzgado parecían estar inoculados en contra de la crítica y la autocrítica; unos se rascaban las costillas, otros los sobacos, las mujeres se arreglaban un tirante del brasier, pujando. (...) Total, que si ninguno se veía a sí mismo, ninguno veía tampoco a los demás.

If you are sitting on a felled tree in a pine forest enjoying the sunshine you can easily forget what time it is. Not that you could forget your gold watch, just the time of day.

Jednak kiedy udaje si? w uczciw? podró? w g??b siebie, zmuszony jest stwierdzi?, ?e jest tam tak mroczno, i? nie bardzo wiadomo, gdzie cz?owiek trafi?... Mo?na tak dla zabicia czasu, ale ten ucieka na sam nasz widok.

I guess I've spent my life listening to what wasn't being said.

The self can watch itself becoming lazy, or non-watchful; this is an asset that can make both for humor and profound well-being.

You have but to know an object by its proper name for it to lose its dangerous magic.

There is no doubt: the study of man is just beginning, at the same time that his end is in sight.

Yap?yorlar, ama ne yapt?klar?n?n bilincinde deÄŸiller, birtak?m al??kanl?klar edinmiÅŸler, ama bunun nedenini bilmiyorlar; ömürleri boyunca dola??p durduklar? halde yollar?n? bulam?yorlar: kitleden ayr?lamayan, koyun gibi onun peÅŸinden gidenler için doÄŸald?r bunlar?n tümü. Sy123

The only person who can tell you, who you are, is just you.

Human suffering anywhere concerns men and women everywhere.

Think higher, feel deeper.

When I woke up in the morning, there was a second or two when I felt light and free, unaware of any reason to feel upset. Then all my knowledge and memories rushed back and a weight descended on my sternum and the creaking started behind my eyes.

I kept thinking about the uneven quality of time- the way it was almost always so empty, and then with no warning came a few days that felt so dense and alive and real that it seemed indisputable that THAT was what life was, that its real nature had finally been revealed.

I began to intuit dimly why people drank when they went dancing, and it occurred to me that maybe the reason preschool had felt the way it had was that one had had to go through the whole thing sober. When