Quotes About Awareness

The truths of the world wish to be known, but they won't force themselves upon you the way lies will. They'll court you, whisper to you, play behind your eyelids, slip inside and warm your blood, dance along your spine and caress your neck until your flesh rises in bumps.

Do not pass a rose without stopping to smell it. It is a gift that may not always be there.

Observing and understanding are two different things.

For we must not just be ready, for the enemy without, but also for the enemy within. And so shall it be, Sisters of my heart, Brothers of my soul, Family of my flesh, For evermore.

Things I can feel. Hard. Soft. Rough. Smooth. But the inside kind of feel, it is all the same, like foggy mush. Is that the part of me that is still asleep? (9)

Tell me who I am. (29)

My memory is coming back. It is curious how it comes. Each day, a rush of pieces, loosely connected, unimportant bits, snake through me. They click, click, click into my brain, like links being snapped together. And then they are done. A small chain of memories that fill in one tiny part of my life. They come out of nowhere, and most are not important.

People will notice the beauty of what they usually ignore ~

I realized there were assumptions we made about people, and once we did, that was all we could see

Sometimes it's the smallest and most innocent things you have to watch out for

When I was halfway between one world and another, a moment of clarity broke through. This is what it was to die. *

Ethan knows more about himself than he ever wanted to know, and I know less than I should.

She never promised me tomorrows, and now I knew why.

Hear the language that isn't spoken, Kazi, the breaths, the pauses, the fisted hands, the vacant stares, the twitches and tears, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind them.

sometimes you can't begin to know everything you've lost until someone shows you what you might have had.

thankfulness for this one moment, regardless of what the morrow might bring.

Never let one handful of soil slip through your fingers, or you will lose it all.

There is magic in everything, only you must watch for it. It does not come from spells or potions or the sky, nor by special delivery

Write it down, before you forget. And each day we do. But we can only write about Now. Before is already gone, except for the nightmares.

Meditation leads you to your spiritual information, and takes you on a journey of getting to know yourself and your creations.

I was always observing. Even while talking, living, going through every motion, I was watching myself and the situation. That's a writer. Always observing.

Everything was insanely alive, now you see it, now you don't. I thought, it's the light, it's the water, it's changing every second, it's always doing this whether I'm here to witness it or not.

It's not when you press the shutter, but why you press the shutter.

Of course there's something there; unfortunately, there's always something 'there.' Something you will one day be sorry you saw.