Quotes About Awareness

Se o viciado é o último a saber que é um viciado, então talvez o homem seja o último a saber que está de fato dizendo o que ele próprio diz. - O homem duplo

The cries of the dead are terrible indeed; you should try not to hear them.

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Or you are becoming sane, finally. Waking up.

Each of us assumes everyone else knows what HE is doing. They all assume we know what WE are doing. We don't...Nothing is going on and nobody knows what it is. Nobody is concealing anything except the fact that he does not understand anything anymore and wishes he could go home.

It is amazing that when someone else spouts the nonsense you yourself believe you can readily perceive it as nonsense

If the last to know he's an addict is the addict, then maybe the last to know when a man means what he says is the man himself, he reflected.

I have seen myself backward.

I did not tell Fat this, but technically he had become a Buddha. It did not seem to me like a good idea to let him know. After all, if you are a Buddha you should be able to figure it out for yourself.

Any given man sees only a tiny portion of the total truth, and very often, in fact almost perpetually, he deliberately deceives himself about that little precious fragment as well. A portion of him turns against him and acts like another person, defeating him from inside. A man inside a man. Which is no man at all.

What a tragic realm this is, he reflected. Those down here are prisoners, and the ultimate tragedy is that they don't know it; they think they are free because they have never been free, and do not understand what it means.

You're - psychotic. There's something wrong with you. I know, Benteley agreed. I'm a sick man. And the more I see, the sicker I get. I'm so sick I think everybody else is sick and I'm the only healthy person. That's pretty bad off, isn't it?

Am I racially kin to this man? Baynes wondered. So closely so that for all intents and purposes it is the same? Then it is in me, too, the psychotic streak. A psychotic world we live in. The madmen are in power. How long have we known this? Faced this? And—how many of us do know it?

Perhaps if you know you are insane then you are not insane. Or you are becoming sane, finally.

In this particular lifestyle the motto is "Be happy now because tomorrow you are dying," but the dying begins almost at once, and the happiness is a memory.

Death is very close, he thought. When you think in this manner. I can feel it, he decided. How near I am. Nothing is killing me; I have no enemy, no antagonist; I am merely expiring, like a magazine subscription: month by month.

But then I realized how unhealthy it was, sensing the absence of life, not just in this building but everywhere, and not reacting—do you see? I guess you don't. But that used to be considered a sign of mental illness; they called it 'absence of appropriate affect.

The tyranny of an object, he thought. It doesn't know I exist.

What is identity? he asked himself. Where does the act end? Nobody knows.

Philosophical involvement blinded me to authentic human fact.

Am I the only one who knows? I'll bet I am; nobody else really understands Grasshopper but me - they just imagine they do.

I think, Dr. Stone said, that when you tried to kill yourself you got in touch with reality for the first time.

Any given man sees only a tiny portion of the total truth, and very often, in fact almost perpetually, he deliberately deceives himself about that little precious fragment as well.

Consciousness of unconsciousness

The surveillance, he thought, essentially should be maintained. And, if possible, by me. I should always be watching, watching and figuring out, even if I never do anything about what I see; even if I just sit there and observe silently, not seen: that is important, that I as a watcher of all that happens should be at my place.