Quotes About Awareness

A car to pick me up every day, a chair with my name on it, everybody being very polite... what can you do except sit back and watch it all, try to take it all in?

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.

But if the rooster crows, this is not for the farmer. (Mais si le coq a chanté, - Ce n'est pas pour le fermier.)

Death lasts only a moment, but you think about it every moment. (La mort ne dure qu'un instant, Mais on y pense chaque instant)

The blind also cry.

The noise hides the silence. It does not destroy the silence. (Le bruit cache le silence. - Il ne détruit le silence.)

The old becomes deaf, but hears death. (Le vieux devient sourd, Mais entend la mort)

Truth is like a flying bird: It brakes suddenly, it falls to the ground. (Vérité est comme un oiseau qui vole: Il freine d'un coup, il tombe au sol)

We die with a notice. Notice, this is our life. (Nous mourons avec un préavis. Le préavis, c'est notre vie)

We don't look at the Sun of Truth, but we look at the Truth effects. (Le soleil de la vérité Ne se regarde, mais ses effets)

What good the eyes without anything behind them ? (A quoi bon les yeux Sans rien derrière eux ?)

Change begins at home

"Are you in pain, dear mother?" "I think there's a pain somewhere in the room," said Mrs. Gradgrind, "but I couldn't positively say that I have got it."

She knows wot's wot, she does.

There is a drowsy state, between sleeping and waking, when you dream more in five minutes with your eyes half open, and yourself half conscious of everything that is passing around you, than you would in five nights with your eyes fast closed and your senses wrapt in perfect unconsciousness.

Love, though said to be afflicted with blindness, is a vigilant watchman.

You talk very easily of hours, sir! How long do you suppose, sir, that an hour is to a man who is choking for want of air?

I will live in the past, the present, and the future. The spirits of all three shall strive within me.

and to-morrow looked in my face more steadily than I could look at it

I was attentive to my knife and fork, spoon, glasses, and other instruments of self-destruction...

Upon which, every man looked at his neighbour, and then all cast down their eyes and sat silent. Except one man, who got up and went out.

For a long time, Oliver remained motionless in this attitude. The candle was burning low in the socket when he rose to his feet. Having gazed cautiously round him, and listened intently, he gently undid the fastenings of the door, and looked abroad.

Let us take heed how we laugh without reason, lest we cry with it.

I know'd my name to be Magwitch, chrisen'd Abel. How did I know it? Much as I know'd the birds' names in the hedges to be chaffinch, sparrer, thrush. I might have thought it was all lies together, only as the birds' names come out true, I suppose mine did.