Quotes About Awareness

Don`t talk while you are anger, Don`t talk about new offering`s while you are happy

Men are slower to recognize blessings than misfortunes.

Men are slower to recognize blessings than evils.

The evil that we know is best.

Friends, I have lost a day.

Every place is a goldmine. You have only to give yourself time, sit in a teahouse watching the passers-by, stand in a corner of the market, go for a haircut. You pick up a thread – a word, a meeting, a friend of a friend of someone you have just met – and soon the most insipid, most insignificant place becomes a mirror of the world, a window on life, a theatre of humanity.

Una strada c'è nella vita, e la cosa buffa è che te ne accorgi solo quando è finita. Ti volti indietro e dici «Oh, ma guarda, c'è un filo!». Quando vivi, non lo vedi, il filo, eppure c'è. Perché tutte le decisioni che prendi, tutte le scelte che fai sono determinate, tu credi, dal tuo libero arbitrio, ma anche questa è una balla. Sono determinate da qualcosa dentro di te che innanzitutto è il tuo istinto.

Ein Sadhu hat mir einmal etwas Interessantes gesagt. Ich weiss nicht, ob es stimmt, aber mir kam es sinnvoll vor. Er meinte, achtundneunzig von hundert Gedanken hat man schon mal gehabt. Auch die Gedanken wiederholen sich. Deshalb kann man sie genauso gut anhalten, also ganz zum Schweigen bringen. In der Stille findet man dann vielleicht einen oder zwei Gedanken, die wirklich neu sind.

Fermati ogni tanto. Fermati e lasciati prendere dal sentimento di meraviglia davanti al mondo

Life is full of opportunities. The problem is to recognize them when they present themselves, and that isn't always easy. Mine, for instance, had all the marks of a curse: 'Beware! You run a grave risk of dying in 1993. You mustn't fly that year. Don't fly, not even once,' a fortune-teller told me.

En la vida siempre se presenta una buena oportunidad. El problema radica en saberla reconocer y eso, a menudo, no es tan sencillo. La mía, sin ir más lejos, tenía todo el aspecto de ser una maldición. Un adivino me dijo: "¡Atención! En 1993 correrás un enorme riesgo de muerte. No vueles durante todo ese año. No tomes ningún vuelo".

Le radici dell'orrore sono dappertutto. L'orrore siamo noi.

Gdy tonie Wenecja, ca?y ?wiat p?acze i protestuje. Gdy znika Pekin, nikt nie zwraca na to uwagi.

Quella che chiamiamo eufemisticamente "carne" sono in verità pezzi di cadaveri, di animali morti, morti ammazzati. Perché fare del proprio stomaco un cimitero?

Baz? halklar?n neden kutsal yaz?lara, öte boyutlardan gelen birilerinin getirdi?i mesajlara gereksinme duymad?klar?n? ?imdi anl?yordum. Gözlerinin önünde, herkese aç?k, okunmay? bekleyen bir kitap oldu?unu biliyorlard?. Bütün mesajlar oradayd?. Do?ada, insano?lunun onu sömürmek ve kendi amaçlar?na uygun kullanmak için henüz ellerini uzatmad???, gizliden gizliye kutsal bir özellik vard?.

Ho l'impressione che più informazioni abbiamo, più siamo ignoranti.

[W]e do not have such a clear mirror for our minds as we do for our bodies.

Knowing that everything comes to an end is a gift of experience, a consolation gift for knowing that we ourselves are coming to an end. Before we get it we live in a continuous present, and imagine the future as more of that present. Happiness is endless happiness, innocent of its own sure passing. Pain is endless pain.

Growing and opening the inner life in order for us to more fully take in the world is an essential part of coming to our senses.

he knows that it's impossible to tell a wolf from a man if he keeps his chin up and his teeth clean.

Everyone is always looking in the wrong direction, we worry about our lovers while losing our jobs we stress out about cancer while our children run away we ponder the stars while burning the earth. Lark used to say the buller we're running from is almost never the one that hits us.

You take a shower, your head is up, far away from everything, lost in the clouds, but down in the tub, man, you know who you are.

This is all we are at our best, he thought, tiny instances accumulating up into a greater whole. There is noting magnificent in this world, he thought, that is not born from an act so slight as to go wholly unnoticed. We must be especially attentive to see them, and to remember to perform them, he thought, yes, that is the crux: we must simply pay attention.

she described her vision of life as an enormous great act held within an infinite and immutable instant, one where she was present both as a witness and a participant.