Quotes About Awareness

It would fare but ill with many of us if we were left to superintend our own digestion and circulation. 'Bless me!' one would cry, 'I forgot to wind up my heart this morning! To think that it has been standing still for the last three hours!' 'I can't walk with you this afternoon,' a friend would say, 'as I have no less than eleven dinners to digest. I had to let them stand over from last week, being so busy, and my doctor says he will not answer for the consequences if I wait any longer!'

Most of us have become deaf to our own bodies, which is why we are out of tune.

Why do we alienate ourselves so much from our bodies? It's that big piece of machinery attached to your head.

Keith Wynn, @ravens_rhapsody

We can seek, we can find, if we open our minds.

Sometimes it's harder to attain inner silence than outer silence. The dog stopped barking and the kids have gone to bed, but your mind has a lot to talk about and it knows you can't pretend you're not at home.

Hindsight — a.k.a. I was a fool, such a fool!

Shhh. Your soul is humming its tune. Listen well.

When God created man, He gave him two ends — one to sit on and one to think with. Ever since then, man's success or failure has been dependent on the one he used most.

Time kept passing without my consent.

But what minutes! Count them by sensation and not by calendars, and each moment is a day and the race a life.

I hear the heartthrob of time in my veins.

Do not watch too closely cogs in the wheel of time. Observe their passing as the rhythm of a poem — not clicks of the abacus.

We cannot see time directly but only catch glimpses of its reflections.

If we run from the truth of our existence we become a lie...

Part of me is thinking: It's Wednesday already! And the other part of me is thinking: What do you mean it's only Wednesday?!

The greatest delight which the fields and woods minister is the suggestion of an occult relation between man and the vegetable. I am not alone and unacknowledged. They nod to me, and I to them.

I really must give up animal food. We manage to swallow flesh only because we do not think of the cruel and sinful thing we do... If only we do not allow our heart to grow callous, its protest against cruelty is always clearly heard; and yet we go on perpetrating cruelties easily, merrily, all of us — in fact, any one who does not join in is dubbed a crank.

In violence we forget who we are, just as we forget who we are when engaged in sheer perception.

Who would regard all things complacently must wink at a great many.

There is a Time to wink, as well as to see.

Doing business without advertising is like winking at a girl in the dark. You know what you are doing, but nobody else does.

But Fielding lived when the days were longer (for time, like money, is measured by our needs), when summer afternoons were spacious, and the clock ticked slowly in the winter evenings.

...wisdom comes by disillusion...