Quotes About Awareness

What woman here is so enamored of her own oppression," she wondered, "that she cannot see her heel print upon another woman's face?

Persons who have a painful affection in any part of the body, and are in a great measure sensible of the pain, are disordered in intellect.

Fear is not evil. It tells you what your weakness is.

You need to relax a little. Do so, and you'll begin to see things you were once blind to. You'll begin to hear thing you were deaf to. Life is so much more enjoyable than you think.

Do you remember how many breads you have eaten in your life?

Even when our eyes are closed, there's a whole world that exists outside ourselves and our dreams.

Furthermore, Some people and I will found a club such as Anus 100 Club if possible. Then, we will make such a video in which all of us perform and talk about own overcoming depression. We will give such a video for free to someone who is suffering from big anxiety and depression. We may be on the air.

Quando si diventa adulti, uno finisce per rendersi conto che ha un tetto sulla testa, ovvero un limite. Man mano che passano gli anni, la testa s'avvicina al tetto, e uno vede chiaramente anche le macchie e la sporcizia. Forse non riuscite ancora a comprendere questi nostri sentimenti. Perciò al momento le vostre potenzialità sono illimitate. Perché sopra di voi s'estende il cielo infinito […]

Sometimes we develop grand concepts of what happiness might look like for us, but if we pay attention, we can see that there are little symbols of happiness in every breath that we take.

Sunt oameni c?rora le lipse?te orice aptitudine pentru fericire ?i î?i dau seama de asta cu o luciditate dureroas? ?i necru??toare. Asemenea oameni nu urm?resc fericirea, ei urm?resc sa dea o oarecare form? ?i pu?in stil nenorocirii lor.

Beware of your habits. The better they are the more surely they will be your undoing.

the end of reading is not more books but more life

One fine morning, I awoke to discover that, during the night, I had learned to understand the language of birds. I have listened to them ever since. They say: 'Look at me!' or: 'Get out of here!' or: 'Let's fuck!' or: 'Help!' or: 'Hurrah!' or: 'I found a worm!' and that's all they say. And that, when you boil it down, is about all we say. (Which of those things am I saying now?)

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you. I knew you from the moment you walked into the brugh.

That's what comes of hungering for something; you forget to check if it's rotten before you gobble it down

Isn't every hero aware of all the terrible reason they did those good deeds?" Aware of every mistake they ever made and how good people got hurt because of their decisions? Don't they recall the moments they weren't heroic at all? The moments where their heroism led to more deaths than deliberate villainy ever could?

How will I know when I've learned it, since I don't know it now?" he asks. The question sounds like a riddle. "Come back when returning feels like a hard choice instead of an easy one," I answer finally.

We're all dying, Cassel. It's just that some of us are dying faster than others.

He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.

She turned to me, head titled, her expression pure confusion. As though I had no reason to be afraid of a broken heart. She had no idea how dangerous a broken heart could be. You do, though. You know.

Jude, you can't really think I don't know it's you.

If you don't know why you're apologizing, your apology probably sucks.

Our tragedy is that we forget it might be someone else first.

Jude, you cant really think I dont know its you. I knew it was you from the moment you stepped into the brugh. Page 69