Consciousness and Self-Knowledge

But there are moments which he calls his own,

 

Only connect! … Only connect the prose and the passion.

 

I never saw a wild thing Sorry for itself.

 

And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!

 

But what am I? An infant crying in the night: An infant crying for the light: And with no language but a cry.

 

Self-reverence, self-knowledge, self-control, These three alone lead life to sovereign power.

 

Build thee more stately mansions, O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past!

 

Who reflects too much will accomplish little.

 

If you want to know yourself, Just look how others do it; If you want to understand others, Look into your own heart.

 

Great souls suffer in silence.

 

The “Me” Decade and the Third Great Awakening.

Wovon man nicht sprechen kann, darüber muss man schweigen .

Die Grenzen meiner Sprache bedeuten die Grenzen meiner Welt .

Die Welt ist alles, was der Fall ist .

Who shall say I am not

To recognize that the soul of a man is unknowable is the ultimate achievement of Wisdom. The final mystery is oneself. When one has weighed the sun in a balance, and measured the steps of the moon, and mapped out the seven heavens star by star, there still remains oneself. Who can calculate the orbit of his own soul?

The true perfection of man lies, not in what man has, but in what man is.

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable,

It is a profoundly erroneous truism, repeated by all copy-books and by eminent people when they are making speeches, that we should cultivate the habit of thinking of what we are doing. The precise opposite is the case. Civilization advances by extending the number of important operations which we can perform without thinking about them. Operations of thought are like cavalry charges in a battle—they are strictly limited in number, they require fresh horses, and must only be made at decisivemoments.

You have no idea how much nastier I would be if I was not a Catholic. Without supernaturalaid I would hardly be a human being.

The capital-T Truth is about life before death. It is about making it to 30, or maybe 50, without wanting to shoot yourself in the head. It isabout simple awareness—awareness of what isso real and essential, so hidden in plain sight all around us, that we have to keep reminding ourselves, over and over: “This is water, this is water.”

Everybody is identical in their secret unspokenbelief that way deep down they are differentfrom everyone else.

She say, Celie, tell the truth, have you ever found God in church? I never did. I just found a bunch of folks hoping for him to show. Any God I ever felt in church I brought in with me.

Life is doubt,