Quotes About Awareness

Sara would listen for his plane in the afternoons. It did not make sense, but she could hear it even before the dogs could.

The rich-soil part, the mystery beneath all those reasons, is that I love it. There is an awareness, an addictive alertness, a super-heightened sensitivity that approaches and then becomes a kind of spirituality.

And it occurred to me by the time I was a teenager that I had become part of the land, every bit as much a part of it as sparrow eggs or thrasher nest, garter snake or oak tree, and that the rest of my life, or anyone's life, would be a gradual learning process, a journey toward fitting into one's home, for those of us lucky enough to still recognize what is home...that which we are a part of, rather than estranged from. And rather than using the word lucky, perhaps I should use the word grace.

I imagined they had been listening for me, but still had not heard me drive up, which made me realize how old they really were: Grandfather, old beyond his time, and Father, old before his time.

It is true I was too serious. But perhaps the other children, and even the teachers, were not serious enough. The spider's silk lines of chance that can break and wash out from beneath you one or more of your cornerstones, toppling you into heartache and confusion, estrangement. Perhaps I was too aware of the tenuousness (and hence the beauty) of one's foundations, but I often thought others around me were not enough aware.

That is Pride," explained Wisdom. "It is the hardest enemy to see after you have been in the glory. Those who refuse to put on this cloak will suffer much at the hands of that most devious enemy.

Suspecting and knowing are not the same.

Yeah, well," Nico said, "not giving people a second thought…that can be dangerous.

Life is only precious because it ends, kid. Take it from a god. You mortals don't know how lucky you are

Stop! Narcissus got to his feet. This is not right! This person is obviously not awesome, so he must be... He struggled for the right words. It had probably been a long time since he'd talked about anything other than himself. He must be tricking us. Apparently Narcissus wasn't completely stupid.

Decapitation is not a healthy lifestyle choice.

Is that me?,' Leo said. 'Like me--having this dream--looking at me having a dream?

The thing about plummetting downhill at fifty miles an hour on a snack platter - if you realize it's a bad idea when you're halfway down, it's too late.

I have moments like that alot, when my brain falls asleep or something, and the next thing I know I've missed something, as if a puzzle piece fell out of the universe and left me staring at the blank place behind it.

We're burning," Sadie pointed out helpfully. "Noticed!" I yelled back.

She often had to remind herself that she couldn't do everything alone. She wasn't always the best person for the job. Sometimes she got tunnel vision and forgot about what other people needed.

My mother says looking is the nature of wisdom.

The dead see what they believe they will see. So do the living. That is the secret.

I think the hardest thing we can ever do is see someone for who they really are. Our parents. Our friends. Ourselves.

I'll admit that I was staring. Suddenly my whole perspective had flipped inside out, like when you look at an inkblot picture and see just the black part. Then your brain inverts the image and you realize the white part makes an entirely different picture, even though nothing has changed. That was Alex Fierro, except in pink and green. A second ago, he had been very obviously a boy to me. Now she was very obviously a girl.

You know, Magnus…sometimes it's best not to look as far as you're able to look, or to listen to everything you're able to hear.

Unbelievable, I murmured. After four thousand years, I am still discovering new things. Like how dumb you are, Meg volunteered. No. So you already knew that?

I haven't devoured a soul in...What month is this? March?

Ever hold your hand over a torch (sorry, a flashlight for you Americans).