Quotes About Awareness

Eles olhavam e não a viam. Ela fazia mais sombra do que existia.

Ça, si doux : ne pas fuir, mais aller.

I understand a hen, perfectly. I mean, the intimate life of a hen, I know how it is.

a respiração contínua do mundo é aquilo que ouvimos e chamamos de silêncio.

Clarice Lispector

Em mim um sentimento de grande espera havia crescido, e uma resignação surpreendida: é que nesta espera atenta eu reconhecia todas as minhas esperas anteriores, eu reconhecia a atenção de que também antes vivera, a atenção que nunca me abandona e que em última análise talvez seja a coisa mais colada à minha vida – quem sabe aquela atenção era a minha própria vida.

Read the energy that is in my silence.

Estar vivo é uma grossa indiferença irradiante.

After not having seen myself for a while I almost forget I am human, I forget my past and I am as free from end and awareness as something merely alive. I am also surprised, eyes open at the pale mirror, that there are so many things in me besides what I know, so many things always silent.

Toda compreensão súbita é finalmente a revelação de uma aguda incompreensão. Todo momento de achar é um perder-se a si próprio.

Quanto a mim, estou +- O.K. Não consegui no entanto soltar minhas rédeas. Planos, programas, consciência, vigilância. O que vale é que misturada a tudo isso, está a vida que não pára.

As coisas principais assaltavam-na em quaisquer momentos, também nos vazios, enchendo-os de significados.

Cuanto menos soy más viva estoy, cuanto más pierdo mi nombre más me llaman.

Well, she sighed, even if it wasn't reaching me clearly, at least she knew that there was a secret meaning to the things of life. So it was she knew that she occasionally, even if somewhat confusedly, ended up sensing perfection—

É preciso que se saiba. É preciso que se saiba. Que a vida é curta. Que a vida é curta.

I can hardly believe that I have limits, that I am cut out and defined. I feel scattered in the air, thinking inside other beings, living in things beyond myself. When I surprise myself at the mirror I am not frightened because I think I am ugly or beautiful. It is because I discover I am of a different nature. After not having seen myself for a while I almost forget I am human, I forget my past and I am as free from end and awareness as something merely alive.

I was becoming aware of myself as one becomes aware of a taste: all of me tasted of steel and verdigris, I was all acid like metal on the tongue, like a crushed green plant, my whole taste rose to my mouth.

Não quero ter a terrível limitação de quem vive apenas do que é passível de fazer sentido.

No huir, pero ir. Eso, tan dulce: no huir, ir... O gritar alto, alto y recto e infinito, con los ojos cerrados, tranquilos. Andar hasta encontrar las lucecitas rojas. Tan trémulas como en un comienzo o en un fin. También ella estaba muriendo, ¿o naciendo? No, no ir, quedarse rendida en el instante como la mirada absorta se prende en el vacío quiete, fija en el aire.

Un hombre tarda en encontrar sus manos

I was really in the room.

And from the instants I extract the juice of their fruits

During his hours of bitter loneliness, when he became utterly aware and sensible, he understood the ultimate meaning of being alone. He realized how wrong his sense of values had been and how he had failed to see that the simple, the natural, the homely, the unpretentious things in life are what really matter.

Turn off the news, forget Facebook and Twitter. Don't read the paper. Let the world turn, and the seasons pass on their own. Then wake up in the middle of the night a year later and ask yourself if anything is amiss. If so, let go of more media. Let go of more light. Wake again and ask if anything is lacking. Repeat as necessary until you have remembered what it means to be a person, because this is the one thing everyone forgets.