#unconscious

If the novelist shares his or her problems with the characters, he or she is able to study his personal unconscious. ↗

— Manuel Puig

#characters #her #his #novelist #personal

It's my own personal unconscious that ultimately creates the novel's aesthetic facade. ↗

— Manuel Puig

#creates #facade #my own #novel #own

Kafka truly illustrates the way the environment oppresses the individual. He shows how the unconscious controls our lives. ↗

— Manuel Puig

#environment #how #illustrates #individual #kafka

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye. ↗

— Charlotte Bronte

#fortunately #interpreter #often #soul #still

When I was a boy, unconsciously, spontaneously I learned the art of telling ironic stories. ↗

— Dario Fo

#boy #i #ironic #learned #spontaneously

The conscious mind determines the actions, the unconscious mind determines the reactions; and the reactions are just as important as the actions. ↗

— E. Stanley Jones

#conscious #conscious mind #determines #important #just

Man lives consciously for himself, but is an unconscious instrument in the attainment of the historic, universal, aims of humanity. ↗

— Leo Tolstoy

#attainment #consciously #himself #historic #humanity

Expelled from individual consciousness by the rush of change, history finds its revenge by stamping the collective unconsciousness with habits and values. ↗

— Arthur M. Schlesinger

#collective #consciousness #expelled #finds #habits

There is only one perpetrator of evil on the planet: human unconsciousness. That realization is true forgiveness. With forgiveness, your victim identity dissolves, and your true power emerges--the power of Presence. Instead of blaming the darkness, you bring in the light. ↗

— Eckhart Tolle

#evil #forgiveness #human-unconsciousness #light #power

It took Pueblo a few seconds to take in his surroundings. The first thing he realised was that he felt bruised all over; the second was that his clothes were waterlogged, even more than before, from the quicksand; and the third, was that he had landed on his front and was lying on a large, uncomfortable stone. No, wait… In his disoriented state, he shifted his weight. The stone didn't move. He was lying on his own fucking erection. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#humor #humour #knocked-out #portals #pueblo