Quotes About Awareness

There is no danger where there is light

You are never so certain as when you don't know just how wrong you can be

could heard him.

You make it sound like the end of the world," said Pritchard. "Not yet," Jensen told him, as he walked away, "but you can see it from here.

There must come a moment when the soul knows: this far, and no further. But we are cursed never to hear that warning until it is too late.' – attributed to the remembrancer Ignace Karkasy [M31]

When one is highly alert to language, then nearly everything begs to be a poem.

Let us not look back in anger or forward in fear, but around in awareness.

Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around in awareness.

Let us not look back in anger, or forward in fear, but around us in awareness.

Beautiful things don't ask for attention.

Let us not look back in anger, nor forward in fear, but around us in awareness.

It is better to know some of the questions than all of the answers.

As is true of most incipient bad things in life, i had not really prepared myself for this possibility.

it was years since I'd roused myself from my stupor of misery and self-absorption; between anomie and trance, inertia and parenthesis and gnawing my own heart out, there were a lot of small, easy, everyday kindnesses I'd missed out on; and even the word kindness was like rising from unconsciousness into some hospital awareness of voices, and people, from a stream of digitized machines.

even when I leaned in as far as I dared without being obvious

Percebi que me imaginara, durante anos, em outro local mas que, na realidade, permaneci lá o tempo inteiro

it's our task to immerse ourselves...while keeping eyes and hearts open...

III. We are so accustomed to disguise ourselves to others, that in the end, we become disguised to ourselves. —FRANÇOIS DE LA ROCHEFOUCAULD

Could it be because it reminds us that we are alive, of our mortality, of our individual souls – which, after all, we are too afraid to surrender but yet make us feel more miserable than any other thing? But isn't it also pain that often makes us most aware of self? Our own selves make us most unhappy, and that's why we're so anxious to lose them, don't you think?

It's funny, but thinking back on it now, I realize that this particular point in time, as I stood there blinking in the deserted hall, was the one point at which I might have chosen to do something very different from what I actually did. But of course I didn't see this crucial moment then for what is was; I suppose we never do.

It's often pain tha makes us more aware of self

there were a lot of small, easy, everyday kindnesses I'd missed out on; and even the word kindness was like rising from unconsciousness into some hospital awareness of voices, and people, from a stream of digitized machines.

That maybe even if we're not always so glad to be here, it's our task to immerse ourselves anyway: wade straight through it, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and hearts open.

I knew then, and know now, virtually nothing