Quotes About Presence

Like Petrach's, my books know infinitely more than I do, and I'm grateful that they even tolerate my presence. At times I feel that I abuse the privilege.

Tal como os livros de Petrarca, os meus sabem infinitamente mais do que eu e agradeço-lhes por sequer tolerarem a minha presença. Por vezes, sinto que abuso desse privilégio.

Well... ...That's what you always forget, isn't it? I mean, you forget to pay attention to what's happening. And that's the same as not being here and now.

Here and now, boys.

That's what you always forget, isn't it? I mean, you forget to pay attention to what's happening. And that's the same as not being here and now.

That would distract your attention, and attention is the whole point. Attention to the experience of something given, something you haven't invented in your imagination.

Unmentioned, what is can become as though it were not.

I think of you so incessantly, so insistently. The thought of you is always there. It lies hidden, a latency, in the most unlikely things and places, ready at the command of some chance association to jump out at me from its ambush.

The firelight touches and transfigures her face, and we see, concretely illustrated, the impossible paradox and supreme truth—that perception is (or at least can be, ought to be) the same as Revelation, that Reality shines out of every appearance, that the One is totally, infinitely present in all particulars.

Shanta shook her head emphatically, That would distract your attention, and attention is the whole point. Attention to the experience of something given, something you haven't invented. Not the memory of a form of words addressed to somebody in your imagination.

Goodness needeth not to enter into the soul, for it is there already, only it is unperceived. Theologia Germanica

good she had been. Not nice, not merely molto simpatico – how charmingly and effectively these foreign tags assist one in calling a spade by some other name! – but good. You felt the active radiance of her goodness when you were near her…. And that feeling, was that less real and valid than two plus two?

He had decided to live there because the view was so beautiful, because, from his vantage point, he seemed to be looking out onto the incarnation of a divine being. But who was he to be pampered with daily and hourly sight of loveliness? Who was he to be living in the visible presence of God?

Choiceless awareness - at every moment and in all the circumstances of life - is the only effective meditation.

Nobody needs to go anywhere else. We are all, if we only knew it, already there.

How does he manifest himself now?" asked the Savage. "Well, he manifests himself as an absence; as though he weren't there at all.

Words expressing desire may be more moving than the presence of the desired person.

It isn't a matter of forgetting. What one has to learn is how to remember and yet be free of the past. How to be there with the dead and yet still be here, on the spot, with the living.

Nimeni nu te poate ajuta,nimeni nu poate fi vreodata prezent:oamenii pot sta în jurul t?u cât timp suferi ÅŸi eÅŸti pe moarte;dar ei stau într-o alt? lume.În lumea ta,eÅŸti absolut singur.Singur în suferinÅ£a ta,în agonia ta,aÅŸa cum eÅŸti singur în iubire,singur pân? ÅŸi în pl?cerea cea mai deplin împ?rt??it?.

In the dark silence, in the void of all sensation, something began to know it. Very dimly at first, from immeasurably far away, but gradually the presence approached. The dimness of that other knowledge grew brighter ...

There was much of Henry Wimbush in the long gallery and the library, something of Anne, perhaps, in the morning-room. That was all. Among the accumulations of ten generations the living had left but few traces.

Ahora y aquí, muchachos.

When we've all finished talking, there's something that never utters a word, but goes right down through the earth, plumb to the centre.

Las respuestas que se esperan con impaciencia siempre llegan cuando uno no está en casa.