Quotes About Presence

I think I've finally stopped worrying about getting back from somewhere less comfortable—some place where I'm sure I'm going to be miserable. I believe I'm starting to be "okay" wherever I am. I think I'm ready to just say, "Let's go.

In unusual situations there can be a comfort in the presence of even someone you think might be your enemy.

Was he the woman with no clue where the ant was or the ant, unaware it was on the woman?

I loved the late-night slow burn of being out, my mind turning over some problem, some piece of data, while able to appear sociable but still existing apart.

It might be inexplicable. It might be beyond the limits of my senses to capture—or my science or my intellect—but I still believed I was in the presence of some kind of living creature, one that practiced mimicry using my own thoughts. For even then, I believed that it might be pulling these different impressions of itself from my mind and projecting them back at me, as a form of camouflage.

There shall be a fire that knows your name, and in the presence of the strangling fruit, its dark flame shall acquire every part of you. *

The gods are here, if they are anywhere at all in the world.

And, if I'm honest, I can't shake the sense that he is still here, somewhere, even if utterly transformed - in the eye of a dolphin, in the touch of an uprising of moss, anywhere and everywhere.

All I could think was, The psychologist lied to us, and suddenly the pressure of her presence far above, guarding the entrance, was pressing down on me in an intolerable way.

My loneliness began to be filled with ghosts. That is the worst thing about loneliness, how easily it becomes filled.

If you are in a state of intense presence you are free of thought, yet highly alert. If your conscious attention sinks below a certain level, thought rushes in, the mental noise returns, stillness is lost, you're back in time.

To love, we need to be sensitive to those around us, which is impossible if we are racing through life engrossed in all the things we need to do before sunset. In fact, I would go to the extent of saying that a person who is always late will find it difficult to love; he will be in too much of a hurry.

When we do things with only a part of the mind, we are just skimming the surface of life. Nothing sinks in; nothing has real impact. It leads to an empty feeling inside. Unfortunately, it is this very emptiness that drives us to pack in even more, seeking desperately to fill the void in our hearts. What we need to do is just the opposite: to slow down and live completely in the present. Then every moment will be full.

You can tell about people by their absences. By the shape of the emptiness they leave behind.

The way to come to tolerate and then enjoy being involved in the world is by being in the world.

Beauty as a "greeting". At the moment one comes into the presence of something beautiful, it greets you. It lifts away from the neutral background as though coming forward to welcome you – as thought the object were designated to "fit" your perception.

Xavier long-ago recognized the power of his looks and commanding presence and had successfully parlayed it to his advantage throughout his career and writing had been very lucrative for him. Then, he met Pilar, his #1 fanatic fan and the game changed. The shit got real.

E, então, o tempo, o tempo verdadeiramente físico, não se orienta pelo relógio; ele é antes, e no mais das vezes, uma função da atmosfera na qual transcorre. É, portanto, extraordinariamente difícil determinar, mesmo aproximadamente, quando um se juntou de fato à companhia dos outros, quando o outro se levantou e quando o terceiro realmente partiu.

Almost Kien was tempted to believe in happiness, that contemptible life-goal of illiterates. If it came of itself, without being hunted for, if you did not hold it fast by force and treated it with a certain condescension, it was permissible to endure its presence for a few days.

Love is this and love is that; man is born to love; he is only alive when he is in the presence of a woman he loves or should love.

He was a past master of making himself seem insignificant, of seeming invisible.

man is born to love; he is only alive when he is in the presence of a woman he loves or should love. I

Do I have the right to represent the multitudes who have perished? Do I have the right to accept this great honor on their behalf? I do not. No one may speak for the dead, no one may interpret their mutilated dreams and visions. And yet, I sense their presence. I always do—and at this moment more than ever. The presence of my parents, that of my little sister. The presence of my teachers, my friends, my companions … This honor belongs

Death," Kalman, the grizzled master, told me, "is being without. arms or legs or mouth or head; it is all eyes. If you ever meet a. creature with eyes everywhere, you can be sure it is death.