Quotes About Awareness

To anyone who took the trouble to look, I was plainly visible, but when people are expecting to see nothing, that is usually what they see.

I was in a kind of no-man's-land, a place between places. The mind plays all sorts of tricks, gets up to all kinds of things while we ourselves are slumbering in a white zone that looks for all the world like inattention to the onlooker.

We live like latecomers to the theater; we must catch up as best we can, divining the begging from the shape of later events.

Tú estás viva; pero estar viva no es lo mismo que vivir.

What is it that allows human beings to see through each other's pretendings? For I understood quite clearly in that moment that she was anxious. Perhaps emotions have a smell or a taste; perhaps we transmit them unknowingly by vibrations in the air. Whatever the means, I knew just as surely that it was nothing about me in particular that alarmed her, but only the fact that I had come and was a stranger.

Kita hidup seperti penonton yang datang terlambat ke bioskop: kita harus mengejar ketertinggalan sebaik-baiknya, menebak permulaan dari bentuk peristiwa-peristiwa lanjutannya.

Yesterday or the day before, while I had been going about my business, quietly and in private, some unknown person—some stranger—had gone to the trouble of marking my name onto this envelope. Who was it who had had his mind's eye on me while I hadn't suspected a thing?

Sarà che le emozioni hanno un odore, o un sapore; sarà che le trasmettiamo inconsapevolmente inviando vibrazioni nell'aria.

I know,' he said, because he was human, and therefore, in a way, he did.

any number of peas under the mattress and I would not know it—

if you can only learn to see them. The truth had been there all along, only now had I seen

At last, after all the tale telling and all the yarn spinning, after the smoke screens and the trick mirrors and the double bluffs, I knew.

Her presence could be divined in any number of ways by those who had eyes to see. Yet she was not seen.

Emmeline didn't call me anything. She didn't need to, for I was always there. You only need names for the absent.

Then something rang a bell in his mind. What

And is it better to know?" he asked me. "I can't tell you. But once you know, it's impossible to go back.

We cannot know what entering sleep feels like, for by the time it is complete the ability to register it to memory is lost. But we all know the gently plummeting feeling that precedes falling asleep and gives it its name.

But there was more. Did she know I had noticed? I had made no outward sign. But I had noticed. Today Miss Winter had said I.

I'm sorry," I heard her say. "One gets so used to one's own horrors, one forgets how they must seem to other people.

One should always pay attention to ghosts, shouldn't one, Miss Lea?

I believe you," I repeated, my tongue thick with all the waiting words. "I've had that feeling, too. Knowing things you can't know. From before you can remember." And there it was again! A sudden movement in the corner of my eye, there and gone in the same instant.

Cuando escribo, incluso ahora mientras estoy escribiendo esta frase, esta palabra, soy consciente de la presencia de un lector fantasma que se inclina sobre mi hombro y contempla mi pluma, que tergiversa mis palabras y distorsiona mi significado, haciéndome sentir incómoda incluso en la intimidad de mis propios pensamientos.

myself, I found that my thoughts had been rearranged in my absence.

And is it better to know? he asked me. I can't tell you. But once you know, it's impossible to go back.