Quotes About Awareness

Perhaps sunlight had always been luminous, and doorways signs of greater passage than that of one room to another. But she'd not noticed it until now.

There's no conscious thing on the face of the world that doesn't know dread more intimately than its own heartbeat.

Living in Hell kept him aware of the possibility of Heaven, and he'd never felt more alive.

I think babies cry when they're born because they're born with the knowledge of all the terrible shit that's gonna happen to them. That's why I never had kids. Every life is a death sentence. We just forget it later in life, like dreams we lose the second we wake up. Whether we worry about it or not, the shit's still going to fly. The important thing is we're here. At least for now.

Abaratians are very much about living in the moment; living life because that's what we've got, we've got today, we've got now, we've got being alive now and we have to be awake and alive in the moment and not asleep in our lives. And they would find the idea of sleeping through your life, of being bored - they would think that was very stupid - why would you be bored when there's so much to do and so much to see and so much to be?

You're being watched too, remember?" "I wasn't aware—" "That some of the screens you're looking at are looking at you?" "Yes." "Well, they are.

Sometimes you need to let things strike your heart and not your head.

I feel things other people don't. I don't think it's particularly clever of me, or anything like that. I just do it.

tonight they all wished they could cut from their mind's configuration the part that knew—had always known, since infancy—that the great wound of the world was deepening, day on day, and they had no choice but feel the hurt as if it was their own, which of course in part it was.

Can you hear me, Todd? There's an ambulance on its way." For a moment his eyes opened a little wider, and he seemed to be making an effort to concentrate on the face in front of him. "It's Maxine," she said. "Remember me?

But he'd brought new wisdom from the high places. He knew now that things forgotten might be recalled; things lost, found again.

He became aware (was it just his dream life, denied its span in sleepless nights, spreading into wakefulness?) of another world, hovering beyond or behind the facade of reality.

You leave marks on people, Gentle. That's a responsibility you can't just shrug off.

ignorant of the place it had been and blind to where it was headed.

Nothing's right .... except what you feel and know.

there is evil in this world. And all it takes for it to triumph is for good people to do nothing.

Finally, slowly, like a newly lighted oil lamp gathering kerosene up into its wick, Wally's face began to glow. He turned to Mack Fulton. "Mack, you know what's on my mind?

Despite his size, Lincoln moved through the jungle with the easy grace of a predatory cat, finding the tiniest openings between the dense vegetation so as not to disturb anything. His feet seemed to barely brush the loamy ground. He was so stealthy that the background symphony of insects and bird cries never dropped in volume or rose in alarm.

What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.

look for a long time at what pleases you, and longer still at what pains you...

Trekkers at high altitudes sometimes sense a person walking a few paces behind them, just out of sight. Often this person is dead. I never feel this, but once or twice I imagine someone walking a little ahead of me.

Man is a continent, but his conscious mind is no larger than a back garden…man consists almost entirely of unrealized potentials.

It is important to graps that boredom is one of the most common - and undesirable - consequences of 'unicameralism'. Boredom is a feeling of being 'dead inside'; that is to say, loss of contact with our instincts and feelings.

Modern man has the possibility of understanding the mechanism of consciousness, and marching directly towards his objective, with the will flexed to its maximum efficiency.