Quotes About Awareness

Being a child of Earth means more than you think

So you eat them. And don't try chucking them away. I'll know. I empty the bins.

I think it was then that it dawned on me that Mum wasn't going to notice Chris was missing. She has been made so that she thinks Chris is just round the corner all the time. She doesn't realise that she never sees him. I don't know why I didn't understand earlier. If Aunt Maria can turn Chris into a wolf, she's surely strong enough to do this to Mum- except that it seems a different kind of thing, much more natural and ordinary, and I didn't really think she could do both kinds.

The sensory misers will inherit the earth, but first they will make it not worth living on. When you consider something like death, after which we may well go out like a candle flame, then it probably won't matter if we try too hard, are awkward sometimes, care for one another too deeply, are excessively curious about nature, are too open to experience, enjoy a nonstop expense of the senses in an effort to know life intimately and lovingly.

There is a furnace in our cells, and when we breathe we pass the world through our bodies, brew it lightly, and turn it loose again, gently altered for having known us.

Below us somewhere in the gelatinous phantasmagoria of churning blue, the whales wouldn't be much aware of the storm.

Rainer Maria Rilke] speaks of absorbing Earth's phenomena with the full frenzy of human relish and insight as our destiny: It is our task to imprint this temporary, perishable earth into ourselves so deeply, so painfully and passionately, that its essence can rise again... We are the bees of the invisible... [Our work is] the continual conversion of the beloved visible and tangible world into the invisible vibrations and agitation of our own nature.

There is a way of beholding nature that is itself a form of prayer.

Insight roams the sea of the unconscious like the Loch Ness monster, a rumor whose wake occasionally becomes visible, but even then it's mystifying and scarcely believed.

The senses don't just make sense of life in bold or subtle acts of clarity, they tear reality apart into vibrant morsels and reassemble them into a meaningful pattern.

All our senses feed the brain, and if it diets mainly on cruelty and suffering, how can it remain healthy?

It's a funny thing, Jan went on, she's not a child, she's not stupid, but her relationship with other people tends to be very naïve; she believes that everyone is honest and kind. Punia knows that there are bad people around her, too, she recognizes them from a distance. But she really can't believe that they may hurt

doing and not doing, everyone's conscience finds its

in doing the finite [we] may perceive the infinite.

Poetry is a kind of knowing, a way of looking at the ordinary until it becomes special and the exceptional until it becomes commonplace.

You see someone on the street, and essentially what you notice about them is the flaw.

I mean, if you've ever spoken to someone with two heads, you know they know something you don't.

Feelings are never right or wrong," she said after a moment. "They just are.

Beware! said the peridxis's voice in her head. Don't let It's shadowy little truth overwhelm the greater one.

If you see an injustice, and don't move to right it when you have a chance, history won't forget that, either.

There's no way that can be the river, Rhiow said. Rhi, the ceiling of Grand Central-- Saash said. It's backward, Rhiow snapped, thank you very much, I know all about it. Is it? Saash said. Which direction are you coming at it from? Rhiow closed her mouth and thought about that.

Without knowledge and understanding, one tends to become a passive spectator rather than an active participant in the great decisions of our time.

I remind myself that not everything is a sign, that some things simply are what they appear to be and should not be analyzed, deconstructed, or forced to bear the burden of metaphor, symbol, omen, or portent.

Searching too hard for God can get in the way of finding Him. Sometimes you just have to stop looking and let yourself be taken by surprise.