Quotes About Awareness

Eternity, Presumption The instant I perceive That you who were Existence Yourself forgot to live

Consciousness is the only home of which we know.

I notice where Death has been introduced, he frequently calls, making it desirable to forestall his advances.

Not "Revelation" – tis – that waits But our unfurnished eyes –

Not knowing when the dawn will come, I open every door.

There interposed a fly, With blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz, Between the light and me; And then the windows failed, and then I could not see to see.

Saber que somos temporalmente eternos es reconfortante, aunque nada más sepamos.

We meet no Stranger but Ourself.

To hear an Oriole sing May be a common thing — Or only a divine. It is not of the Bird Who sings the same, unheard, As unto Crowd — The Fashion of the Ear Attireth that it hear In Dun, or fair — So whether it be Rune, Or whether it be none Is of within. The Tune is in the Tree — The Skeptic — showeth me — No Sir! In Thee!

Who counts the wampum of the night to see that none is due?

Pero con quien cavila mientras el resto no deja de parlotear, con esta persona soy cautelosa. Temo que sea una gran persona.

she uncurls danny's small fists and clasps his hand to hers and notices the way even in his sleep his fingers seem to know their way around hers; their hands together form their own organ, or an x, like on a map that insists you are here.

travel cracks open the globe, shows us people and forests we would never otherwise experience, but ultimately it must also hold a mirror.

You don't have to talk to someone to think about them and check up on them now and again.

Because sometimes you just can't see the things that are the closest to you.

I'm glad you were both here, I finally manage, thinking how strange it is to be standing with the two people who made you, something most kids take for granted every day of their lives.

Surely he knows we are all watching. That I am watching. It is always that way when you are in a group and someone decides to go for a swim or walk to the water. The ocean is a giant stage. It is natural that the others watch, if only for a moment.

Guys aren't so different from us, I think, which no matter how many times I think it will always seem like a remarkable revelation.

I guess she's been like this since her arrival here, maybe even our whole lives, but sometimes when you know someone well, you don't see them as they really are. So I honestly think I've managed to ignore this fundamental part of her personality, perhaps not wanting to see my closest friend in this light.

Because sometimes you just can't see the things that are closest to you.

When you are in a relationship, you are aware that it might end. You might grow apart, find someone else, simply fall out of love. But a friendship isn't a zero-sum game, and as such, you assume that it will last forever, especially an old friendship. You take its permanence for granted, which might be the very thing so dear about it.

I close my eyes, wondering whether we are ever truly blindsided by misfortune. Or, somehow, somewhere, in the form of empathy or worry or a premonition deep within ourselves, do we feel it coming?

I think about the thin, fragile line separating all of us from misfortune, almost as a way of putting a few coins in my own gratitude meter, of safeguarding against and after happening to me.

Too often in our culture of BlackBerrys and cell phones, people are disengaged and disconnected and distracted from their immediate surroundings.