Quotes About Awareness

Lightly, lightly, very lightly, A wind passes very lightly And goes away, always very lightly. And I don't know what I think And I don't want to know.

O mundo não se fez para pensarnos nele (pensar é estar doente dos olhos) mas para olharmos para ele e estarmos de acordo...

It's not enough to open the window To see the fields and the river. It's also not enough to not be blind To see the trees and the flowers. It's also necessary to not have any philosophy at all. With philosophy there are no trees, there are only ideas. There's only each of us, like a wine-cellar. There's only a shut window and the world outside it; And a dream of what you could see if you opened the window, Which is never what you see when you open the window.

The main thing is knowing how to see, To know how to see without thinking, To know how to see when you see, And not think when you see Or see when you think.

Há metafísica bastante em não pensar em nada.

Sou um guardador de rebanhos O rebanho é os meus pensamentos E os meus pensamentos são todos sensações.

Sinto-me nascido a cada momento para a completa novidade do mundo...

He's taught me everything. He taught me how to look at things. He shows me everything there is in flowers. He shows me how stones are pleasing When you hold them in your hand And look at them for a while.

Nuestros saludos son despedidas: de muchas formas vivimos en el abandono -en a búsqueda de la inconsciencia- pero tal vez lo hacemos porque tenemos tan claro y tan presente que todo va a terminar. Si cada muerte es un apocalipsis en miniatura, porque el mundo termina para quien deja de existir y todo el tiempo hay alguien que muere... Alberto Chimal, del libro "Diarios del Fin del Mundo

We need to be aware of all aspects: To check how they travel, how they eat, the competition conditions.

Es bueno defender las cosas que se sienten, pero para hay que sentirlas y para eso hace falta algo más.

It may seem strange, but the idea that Maurizio might also hold his own weapons, or even the same ones, did not occur to me. And yet I should have suspected that Nella and the Party could also be turned against me. But that is how we men are made: we see everything from our own point of view and have great difficulty imagining another perspective.

You can't think on purpose about somebody or something. Either you think about them naturally or you don't think at all.

Vedi, non c'è coraggio e non c'è paura... ci sono soltanto coscienza ed incoscienza... la coscienza è paura, l'incoscienza è coraggio.

They say that, if we manage to live without too great an effort, it is entirely owing to the automatism which makes us unconscious of a great part of our movements. In order to take one single step, it seems, we displace an infinite number of muscles, and yet, thanks to this automatism, we are unaware of it. The same thing happens in our relations with other people.

We have to become still in the midst of the turmoil so we can observe clearly how our actions and the actions of others, past and present, fit together in the tapestry of life. In the timeless instant when we stop moving and simply witness the moment, the dust settles and the big picture emerges.

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world. — Buddha

Samadhi. Immersed in concentration and meditation, all thoughts and distractions far away. Your focus steady, you achieve samadhi. All that exists is the heart of the experience. There is no one meditating, no one concentrating, only awareness. There is no yogi, only the yoga. (3)

When you learn how to die, you learn how to live.

Why is it [the unexamined life] not worth living? The unexamined life does not ponder questions like this: Who am I? Where am I? What ought I to do? What may I hope? The unexamined life does not evaluate alternative futures. It "lives with the flow." The unexamined life hears no evil and sees no evil. It is devoid of critical self-assessment. The unexamined life stifles the breath of reason. It violates a distinctive human capacity.

As contraries are known by contraries, so is the delight of presence best known by the torments of absence.

The Masks Of Love I come in from a walk With you And they ask me If it is raining. I didn't notice But I'll have to give them The right answer Or they'll think I'm crazy.

Is education possibly a process of trading awareness for things of lesser worth? The goose who trades his is soon a pile of feathers.

In June as many as a dozen species may burst their buds on a single day. No man can heed all of these anniversaries; no man can ignore all of them.