Quotes About Awareness

It's like a life--so quickly when we don't watch it and so slowly when we do.

But to find where you are going, you must know where you are, and I didn't.

How can we live without our lives? How will we know it's us without our past?

He's got a can up there,' Richard said.

You must name a thing before you can note it on your hand drawn map.

Does anyone ever know even the outer fringe of another? What are you like in there? Mary-do you hear? Who are you in there?

It is good to know what you are doing. The man with his pickled fish has set down one truth and has recorded in his experience many lies. The fish is not that color, that texture, that dead, nor does he smell that way.

They had not grown up in the paradoxes of industry. Their senses were still sharp to the ridiculousness of the industrial life.

There's a part of you missing. Some men can't see the color green, but they may never know they can't. I think you are only a part of a human. I can't do anything about that. But I wonder whether you ever feel that something invisible is all around you. It would be horrible if you knew it was there and couldn't see it or feel it.

A man looking at reality brings his own limitations to the world.

People are felt rather than seen after the first few moments.

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen.

You can't hate men if you know them.

When you been in stir a little while, you can smell a question comin' from hell to breakfast.

Coming out of sleep, I had the advantage of two worlds, the layered firmament of dream and the temporal fixtures of the mind awake. I stretched luxuriously—a good and tingling sensation. It's as though the skin has shrunk in the night and one must push it out to daytime size by bulging the muscles, and there's an a itching pleasure in it.

Two generations of Americans knew more about the Ford coil than the clitoris, about the planetary system of gears than the solar system of stars

An' I got to thinkin', on'y it wasn't thinkin', it was deeper down than thinkin'.

You got to think about that day, an' then the nex' day. Jus' take ever' day.

Finding this potential in my own mind, I can suspect it in others, but I will never know, for no one ever tells.

I wonder how many people I've looked at all my life and never seen." ? John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent

I do wonder whether there will come a time when we can no longer afford our wastefulness

I have thought the difference might be that my Mary knows she will live forever, that she will step from the living into another life as easily as she slips from sleep to wakefulness. She knows this with her whole body, so completely that she does not think of it any more than she thinks to breathe. Thus she has time to sleep, time to rest, time to cease to exist for a little.

What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gauges and dials and registers, and we can read only a few and those perhaps not accurately.

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