Quotes About Awareness

La rutina no está tanto en las cosas como en nuestra incapacidad para crear a cada momento un vínculo original con ellas, en nuestra tendencia a leerlas por la falsilla de lo rutinario, de lo ya aprendido. Hay que seguir dejando siempre abierta la puerta al cuarto de jugar.

Hay veces en que lo normal pasa a extraordinario así por las buenas y lo notamos sin saber cómo.

Si usted ha creído verlo es que ha pasado. No todos vemos las mismas cosas.

Dormir era precisamente abrir los ojos, desde un paisaje inmóvil.

Dormir no es cerrar los ojos. La gente dice dormir y despertar, pero nunca sabe cuándo está dormida y cuándo no.

saber convertirse en una oreja perfecta.

What We Know Versus What We Do

She knew that when somebody told you these sorts of things, they were pebbles cast into the pool and you ought to look carefully at the ripples of implication.

Here once again education is crucial, it enables children to be become more aware of their rights and to exercise them in a respectful manner which helps them shape their own future.

I hear how kids wise up to the Santa Claus routine but pretend otherwise because the goods seem connected to keeping their parents' fantasies flowing. I've seen the parents trying to pretend for the same reason -- not because otherwise the gifts stop, but to maintain the innocence a little longer -- even when both sides know the other side knows.

Equality isn't an idea; it is a practice. We practice it when we don't treat other people or other animals as objects.

Speak to meat eaters the way you would speak to a wild animal: softly and without any sudden movements.

The process of viewing another as consumable, as something, is usually invisible to us. Its invisibility occurs because it corresponds to the view of the dominant culture. The process is also invisible to use because the end product of the process - the object of consumption - is available everywhere.

Privilege resists self-examination, but exclusion does not.

The path of self-development presents us with necessary periods of isolation from others. Later the isolation ends and we are put to use by the Cosmos. Thus, life seems to be an anvil, Fate a hammer for shaping our spiritual awareness.

No one ever does notice the lives of others unless they affect their own lives, Sofia reflected.

her to fly away and develop a career in art, but then little had he known that he would not be around to make that possible. She only became aware that something was different when, still absorbed in her own thoughts, it dawned on her that the bar had grown silent. In the act of pulling a pint, she raised her eyes and there, framed in the doorway, was one of the most startlingly beautiful men she had ever seen in her life. Tall, windswept dark hair raked back

We only have now. nobody really has more than that. The difference is, we know it.

Charles did not hear the door close, yet he knew that he was alone. Though he might not always see her coming, he could always tell when he had been left behind. So simple, really. He kept getting hit by the same damn train.

If you can understand human behavior, it can't hurt you nearly as much.

You're supposed to be kind to everyone, because you never know when you're meeting an angel.

If people knew who the angels were, they would be very nice when they saw one and would still do their same evil garbage when they thought none were around. Knowing who they are defeats the purpose.

People only see as far as they are able and the rest of the truth is lost on them.

Life is all we have, and if we can't look at it honestly, are we really living?