Quotes About Awareness

Not ignorance, but ignorance of ignorance is the death of knowledge.

We think in generalities, but we live in detail. To make the past live, we must perceive it in detail in addition to thinking of it in generalities.

From the moment of birth we are immersed in action, and can only fitfully guide it by taking thought.

Everything of importance has already been seen by someone who did not discover it.

Realization is… in itself the attainment of value

Impara tutto ciò che ti è possibile dagli errori degli altri. Non avrai tempo a sufficienza per farli tutti.

Every man has seen the wall that limits his mind.

Today such news would galvanize the Medical Corps, but in 1918 it attracted only a modicum of attention.

What we perceive as the present is the vivid fringe of memory tinged with anticipation.

the majority of people go past the doors that are half ajar, thinking them closed, and fail to notice the faint stirrings of the great curtain that hangs ever in the form of appearances between them and the world of causes behind.

Our only chance is to keep perfectly still. Our insignificance perhaps may save us.

By which I mean that he saw in commonplace events the movement of greater tides than others saw.

To be everywhere at once and to know everybody was, after all, but to slip the cables of the tiny, separate self, and experience the Whole. Hence the desire to be elsewhere and otherwise. Hence, too, the innate yearning to share experiences of all kinds with others.

For only to the few whose inner senses have been quickened, perchance by some strange suffering in the depths, or by a natural temperament bequeathed from a remote past, comes the knowledge, not too welcome, that this greater world lies ever at their elbow, and that any moment a chance combination of moods and forces may invite them to cross the shifting frontier.

All his life he had realised that his senses brought to him merely a more or less interesting set of sham appearances; that space, as men measure it, was utterly misleading; that time, as the clock ticked it in a succession of minutes, was arbitrary nonsense; and, in fact, that all his sensory perceptions were but a clumsy representation of real things behind the curtain—things he was for ever trying to get at, and that sometimes he actually did get at.

He understood now why the world was strange, why horses galloped furiously, and why trains whistled as they raced through stations.

We must keep our minds quiet-it's our minds they feel.

He disliked them, not because they were his fellow-countrymen, but because they were noisy and obtrusive, obliterating with their big limbs and tweed clothing all the quieter tints of the day that brought him satisfaction and enabled him to melt into insignificance and forget that he was anybody.

They have put it into my mind; try your hardest to prevent their putting it into yours.

It is the same with all the emotions," he said. "The experiences of others never give a complete account. Until a man has deliberately turned and faced for himself the fiends that chase him down the years, he has no knowledge of what they really are, or of what they can do.

Ordinary sounds remain ordinary only so long as one is not listening to them; under the influence of intense listening they become unusual, portentous, and therefore extraordinary.

For one single second I understood clearly that the past and the future exist actually side by side in one immense Present; that it was I who moved to and fro among shifting, protean appearances.

What we know instinctively," she continued, "is simply what we are trying to remember. Knowledge is memory.

He is Fright!" she said in an awed whisper. "But never talk about him again unless you can help it; he always knows when he's being talked about, and he liked it, because it gives him more power.