Quotes About Awareness

wherever there is ignorance, you can always find arrogance.

We have to make it on the basis of our own wit. We have to be aware—when someone comes on the seven o'clock news with word that the global temperature is going up or that the oceans are turning into cesspools or that half the matter is going backward—that the media are at the mercy of the scientists who have the ability to summon them and that the scientists who have such ability are not often minding the store. More likely they are minding their own livelihoods.

Sometimes I think we would lose ourselves altogether if it were not for our stubborn, irrepressible symptoms, calling us, requiring us, to recollect ourselves, to reorient ourselves to life.

we experience dream events as real in the moment. Neuroscientist Rodolfo Llinás went so far as to state that dreaming "is consciousness itself in the absence of input from the senses."3

Life wasn't about becoming, was it? It was about being.

You must use your mind and not let it use you.

Silence does not come," said Tadis. "It is always there. You are simply aware of it.

It's wonderful to have the most important thing in the world there first thing in the morning. And especially in this business, where the opportunity to think everything is about you is there every day, now I really know that it isn't all about me.

It's easy to fictionalize an issue when you're not aware of the many ways in which you are privileged by it.

Let's stop pretending that we have all the answers, because when it comes to gender, none of us is fucking omniscient.

Just being in a room with myself is almost more stimulation than I can bear.

I must work on my mind. For now I realise: Everyone of us has a heaven inside.

Do you sometimes feel you might be painted onto the world, find yourself standing like an angel in a Dutch interior, with nothing to do?

Perhaps it is better to wake up after all, even to suffer, rather than to remain a dupe to illusions all one's life.

The past was nothing to her; offered no lesson which she was willing to heed. The future was a mystery which she never attempted to penetrate. The present alone was significant.

A certain light was beginning to dawn dimly within her,—the light which, showing the way, forbids it.

It seems to me them that sees an evil thing unfold and don't do nothin' to prevent it, are just as bad as them that does the evil.

A man gets used to riding on at the break of day. Comes to think that movement and noise is where life is, when after all there's life in stillness and quiet too.

I believe that there is truth to be found inside every person, but that very few people find it because it is dark inside, and deeply hidden, and the trees grow thickly.

Until a thing was seen, could it be said to exist? And if his eye through the telescope were the one that brought a certain star into existence, did not that make him a creator?

Until you could put yourself at some point beyond your own world, looking back at it, you would never see how everything worked together.

There was an almost frightening breadth and depth and height to the place, alive with openness and the wild energy of breeze and trees and the crying gulls and the brilliant water. Alone, a speck of human in a place big enough to swallow me, I looked about with eyes that seemed open for the first time.

Every tree, every rock seemed to be watching.

One of the things about being a grown-up is realizing that what you see is only a fraction of what's really happening. And you become less keen on judging people.