Quotes About Awareness

When you walk into the house, you want to be seeing your woman, and hearing her. You need to know she's there, or what's the point in having her at all?

Life feels like a big thing when it takes four days for all of it to leave a man. When it's gone in a few seconds, it looks awful small all of a sudden. We don't like to face up to that, but the animals know it. They've no notions about their dying. It's a little thing, only; you'd get it done in no time. All it takes is one nip from a fox. Or a hay baler, or a propane tank.

But you've seen plenty of her, from your

It looked vaguely, frustratingly familiar, but I couldn't tell whether this was because I actually remembered it or because I knew I should.

figure out what to do here.

I am not good at noticing when I'm happy, except in retrospect. My gift, or fatal flaw, is for nostalgia

Knocknaree wood was the real thing, and it was more intricate and more secretive than I had remembered. It had its own order, its own fierce battles and alliances. I was an intruder here, now, and I had a deep prickling sense that my presence had instantly been marked and that the wood was watching me, with an equivocal collected gaze, not yet accepting or rejecting; reserving judgement.

In Cal's view, morals involve something more than terminology. Ben damn near lost his mind over the importance of using the proper terms for people in wheelchairs, and he clearly felt pretty proud of himself for doing that, but he didn't mention ever doing anything useful for one single person in one single wheelchair

Only, somewhere far inside my spine and deep in the palms of my hands, something hummed; like a sound too low to hear, like a warning, like a cello string when a tuning fork strikes the perfect tone to call it awake.

years of observing from the outside (one gets into the habit of being oneself)—

No matter how good you are, this world is always going to be better at this game. It's more cunning than you are, it's faster and it's a whole lot more ruthless. All you can do is try to keep up, know your weak spots and never stop expecting the sucker punch.

I want my daughter to learn that not everything in this world is determined by how often she hears it or how much she wants it to be true or how many other people are looking. Somewhere in there, for a thing to count as real, there has got to be some actual bloody reality.

None of them say anything. They keep their eyes closed. They lie still and feel the world change shape around them and inside them, feel the boundaries set solid; feel the wild left outside, to prowl perimeters till it thins into something imagined, something forgotten.

If we're not careful, the time may come when we can't help anyone—and I mean soon. My skin crawls when I think about how many people know about us, and they're not all going to come and say 'Please.' God has been with us so far, but we can't be naive. Even God says not to test Him by being foolish.

Vann also came to realize something else. As offensive as the lack of cultural awareness in the office was, part of that deficit was his own. They didn't understand him, but he didn't understand them, either.

He who loses his head, loses,

Sometimes we need to stop analyzing the past, stop planning the future, stop figuring out exactly how we feel, stop deciding what we want and just see what happens.

All I did was listen, Annie. When the Universe talks, I pay attention." He bent his head close to hers and said quietly, "Funny thing is … the closer you listen, the more it seems to say.

Oh, for fuck's sake; sometimes a raccoon is just a raccoon!

Once a man began thinking with his body, intelligent decisions came few and far between.

The more you know, the less you understand.

Do you sometimes look up from the computer and look around the room and know you are alone, I mean really know it, then feel scared ?

You were one person alive and your brain was encased in a skull. There were other people out there. It took effort to be connected.

Death is the end of the fear of death. [...] To avoid it we must not stop fearing it and so life is fear. Death is time because time allows us to move toward death which we fear at all times when alive. We move around and that is fear. Movement through space requires time. Without death there is no movement through space and no life and no fear. To be aware of death is to be alive is to fear is to move around in space and time toward death.