Quotes About Awareness

Poor soul, she always knew everything about her neighbors, but she never was very well acquainted with herself.

I just want to drink the day's loveliness in . . . I feel as if she were holding it out to my lips like a cup of airy wine and I'll take a sip at every step.

There are so many unpleasant things in the world already that there is no use in imagining more.

She turned to Roy with her gayest expression. He smiled back at her with what Phil called his deep, black, velvety smile. Yet, she really did not see Roy at all. She was acutely conscious that Gilbert was standing under the palms just across the room talking to a girl who must be Christine Stuart

Do you never imagine things different from what they really are? asked Anne wide-eyed. No. Oh! Anne drew a long breath. Oh, Miss--Marilla, how much you miss!

Life is rich and full here... everywhere... if we can only learn how to open our whole hearts to its richness and fullness.

There is so much in the world for us all if we only have the eyes to see it, and the heart to love it, and the hand to gather it to ourselves.

Have you ever noticed how many different silences there are, Gilbert? The silence of the woods...of the shore...of the meadows...of the night...of the summer afternoon. All different because all the undertones that thread are different. I'm sure if I were totally blind and insensitive to heat and cold I could easily tell just where I was by the quality of the silence about me.

Experience teaches sense. You can't learn it in a college course.

It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?

I've always thought nobody understood me quite as well as I understood myself.

Oh, what would the world be without youth? And yet it passes so quickly. We are old before we know it. We never believe it ... and then some day we wake up and discover we are old.

I'll thank you to restore yourself to yourself.

Have you ever noticed how many different silences there are, Gilbert? The silence of the woods . . . of the shore . . . of the meadows . . . of the night . . . of the summer afternoon. All different because all the undertones that thread them are different. I'm sure if I were totally blind and insensitive to heat and cold I could easily tell just where I was by the quality of the silence about me.

Mrs Spencer said it was wicked of me to talk like that, but I didn't mean to be wicked. It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it?

Do you never imagine things different from what they really are?" "No." "Oh! Oh, Miss – Marilla, how much you miss!

Fark?nda olmadan kötülük yapmak çok kolayd?r, öyle deÄŸil mi?

It's so easy to be wicked without knowing it, isn't it? ------------------------- You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair ------------------------- "Kindred spirits alone do not change with the changing years.

Niyeyse, bir ÅŸeyi ikinci kez düÅŸündüÄŸünüzde asla ilki kadar iyi olmuyor. Hiç bunu fark?na varm?? m?yd?n?z?

One would not drink of the cup of forgetfulness if one could.

He must know he can't live forever Ã¢â'¬Â¦ though to hear him talk you'd think he meant to.

É fácil demais ser mau sem se dar conta disso, não é?

It almost seemed to her that those secret, unuttered, critical thoughts had suddenly taken visible and accusing shape and form in the person of this outspoken morsel of neglected humanity. CHAPTER 12 A Solemn Vow and Promise

La vie est riche et pleine ici, comme partout, si seulement nous savons apprendre à ouvrir nos cÅ"urs à sa richesse et à sa plénitude.