awareness [Theme] Page 19

In the life of every man there comes a time when you have to dare to be unjust, to be able to do away with all admiration and reverence on someone else's tip and brush aside all: and lie and truth - everything that you yourself did not recognize the truth. And child rearing, and everything that he sees and hears around, poisoning his soul with false and foolish ones - with the most important truths of life, and to throw off all of this - the urgent need for young men who wants to develop in a healthy spirit of man.

Forty-seven-year-old will say that all that I was meant to learn - learned to seven years, followed by forty - aware.

To live is to flee the Museum. And then you begin to truly understand what you saw, thinking about it, to make inquiries in books and remembering - because you can't take it all at once.

The more I was aware of the good and of all that was "sublime and beautiful", the deeper I sank into my mire and the was completely bogged down in it.

Responsibility means authorship. To take responsibility means to realise the creation itself of self, their destiny, their life troubles, their feelings and their suffering, if they occur

What could be worse than the consciousness that the rights of the other party and not you? Chekhov has this exact expression: it felt like you ate soap.

We ourselves did not know until he left.

No matter how old you are. You may be 99, and you can remain a child. And when you're a kid, you all get it, you know what is happening around.

Maybe just an old lady trying to convince myself that she had a past? In the end, what has passed is gone and never will be. Man lives today. Maybe she was a girl once, but now it's all the same. Childhood is over and never to return.

Definitely a huge pupil of a giant eye, which also just opened and looks in amazement, he stared straight the whole world.
And he realized: that's what suddenly came to him, and now will stay with them and will never leave him.
I'm ALIVE, he thought.

- Because people only pretend that they are unaware of their dastardly deeds. They are aware of: good - loud and nasty - silently, to myself, right?

One morning he will Wake up and realize how much he needs me, and I Wake up with someone who already knew.

In his thinking about family wasn't sentimental - he is severely summed up his life, beginning to understand how much I loved the fact those people hated the most.

In life there are things that don't need to know.