Quotes About Awareness

To listen to a person is not passive. To really listen is active

He seemed younger to me. I felt older every day.

You learn to, when you don't feel safe. You can always take a catnap sitting up.

they had joked about that - how the girl had no idea, as the plunked down their mugs of coffee, that her own arm would someday be sprinkled with age spots, or that cups of coffee had to be planned since blood pressure medicine made you widdle so much, that life picked up speed, and then most of it was gone - made you breathless, really.

What we do matters is a thought Isabelle had again and again, as though just now, well into adult years, she was figuring this out.

He said slowly, "Bobby Burgess." There was a faint smile to his mouth. "King of the profound.

If you can't figure out something... don't watch what you think, watch what you do.

A friend had said to me once, 'Whenever I don't know what to do, I watch what I am doing.

These words rolled over Suzanne with a swiftness, as though something true had been said but she couldn't catch it.

Whenever I don't know what to do, I watch what I am doing.

he had thought more and more how provincial New Yorkers were, and how they didn't know it.

Had they known at these moments to be quietly joyful?

Angie se dio cuenta de que había comprendido algo demasiado tarde y que la vida debía de ser eso, comprender algo cuando ya era demasiado tarde.

she had not known what one should know: that day after day was unconsciously squandered.

Olive's private view is that life depends on what she thinks of as "big bursts" and "little bursts." Big bursts are things like marriage or children, intimacies that keep you afloat, but these big bursts hold dangerous, unseen currents. Which is why you need the little bursts as well: a friendly clerk at Bradlee's, let's say, or the waitress at Dunkin' Donuts who knows how you like your coffee. Tricky business, really.

they had joked about that—how the girl had no idea, as she plunked down their mugs of coffee, that her own arm would someday be sprinkled with age spots, or that cups of coffee had to be planned since blood pressure medicine made you widdle so much, that life picked up speed, and then most of it was gone—made you breathless, really.

But when I think Oh William!, don't I mean Oh Lucy! too? Don't I mean Oh Everyone, Oh dear Everybody in this whole wide world, we do not know anybody, not even ourselves!

love was not to be tossed away carelessly, as if it were a tart on a platter with others that got passed around again. No, if love was available, one chose it, or didn't choose it. And if her platter had been full with the goodness of Henry and she had found it burdensome, had flicked it off crumbs at a time, it was because she had not known what one should know: that day after day was unconsciously squandered.

I said, "But, William, someone had to know this was going to happen! I mean in the government, someone had to know and they looked away.

We are all in lockdown, all the time. We just don't know it, that's all.

Margaret Estaver," she added again. "Susan's at work." Margaret Estaver nodded as though she

Only when inspired to go beyond consciousness by some extraordinary insight does beauty manifest unexpectedly.

Sometimes," he sighed, "I think the things I remember are more real than the things I see.

Some criticism, no doubt, is constructive, but too much is a subtle poison.