Quotes About Awareness

We who have means and a voice must use them to help those who have neither. Yet how can we help them if we don't even know about them? And how can we know about them if no one writes about them? Is it so wrong to want to know things?

Funny, 'ow you can 'old a jewel in your 'and, and toss it away, and not even know what you 'ad until it's gone.

Things are NEVER what they seem, Pa, I thought. I used to think they were, but I was wrong or stupid or blind or something. Old folks are forever complaining about their failing eyesight, but I think your vision gets better as you get older. Mine surely was.

What had I seen? Too much. What did I know? Only that knowledge carries a damned high price. Miss Wilcox, my teacher, had taught me so much. Why had she never taught me that?

Be careful what you show the world. You never know when the wolf is watching.

Jimmy let's out a whistle. "What?" "Your hand." I look at it. My ripped nail is still bleeding. I wipe the red off on my pants. "You should get it taken care of. It looks awful" he says. "I guess it does." "You must be in pain, kid. Does it hurt?" I nod. "Yeah, Jimmy. All the time.

I stood there in a trance, the bucket at my feet, listening as the words became sentences and the sentences became pages and the pages became feelings and voices and places and people.

Quién iba a decirme que escuchar a un chico dormido podía ser mucho más profundo que dormir con un chico.

she knew that, like her, I saw the world as it is, not as I would have it be.

thought, wondering if the robin had seen the brilliant blue of the sky and felt the sun on its back before its wings were broken.

It's often the small things that hurt the most—a cold glance, a cutting word, laughter that stops when you enter the room.

Humans are good at denial. Especially when it comes to me.

Turn away. From the darkness, the madness, the pain. Open your eyes and look at the light.

Little by little, the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him.

Sometimes, when you catch someone unaware at just the right time and in just the right light, you can catch sight of what they will be.

You love your music." "I did when I was trying to shut everything out. Now I'm trying to let everything in.

I'm not stalking her," I insisted. "I'm making sure she's safe. Besides, how could you stalk Lori McGillicuddy? She'd see you and come out to your truck and say, "Hi, I'm Lori. Are you my stalker? It's so neat to meet you! While you're stuck here watching my every move, can I bring you anything? Sweet tea?

I was vaguely aware that we'd been archenemies a few minutes before, and now he had me on my back on the sand.

Oh." My dad actually looked sheepish. "It's one o'clock in the morning and I was going to tell you to shut the monkey up and go to bed. I didn't realise what was going on in here." "What's going on in here?" Cameron asked suspiciously. "Maturity." My dad backed out of the room and closed the door.

They'd moved behind the tree where I wouldn't have seen them unless I'd been looking for them (which I was). I almost pointed them out to Tammy, then decided against it. I didn't want to sound like a fifth grader: Wow, kissing!

Do I look Japenses to you?" "I've told you, yes.

Those boys just want to get in your pants," he said. "You know that, right?" [...] "That's not true," Tiffany said. Well, of course it was true. But if Tiffany didn't know this, now was not the time to clue her in. "How do you know we weren't trying to get in their pants?" I asked.

What he needed was to find fifty more people like him, who had stopped being themselves without realizing it.

and it's all kind of moving and sweet except that you're not completely there—a part of you is a few feet away, or above, thinking