Ken Wilber Quotes

I think generally I'm kind of interested in subjective experience, what goes on inside someone's head, that being all they really know of the world.

The thought is not something that observes an inner event, but, rather it is this inner event itself. We do not reflect on something, but, rather, something thinks itself in us.

We all know what we know. We experience with our minds and breath.

Inward is not a direction. Inward is a dimension.

I'm in my mind a lot. I live there.

It seems to me a worthy goal: try to create a representation of consciousness that's durable and truthful, i.e., that accounts, somewhat, for all the strange, tiny, hard-to-articulate, instantaneous, unwilled things that actually go on in our minds in the course of a given day, or even a given moment.

Nothing mattered except states of mind, chiefly our own.

I guess I've been existing in my own head a lot.

Consciousness - that, to me, is the theme of the modern novel.

If there were nothing but thought in you, you wouldn't even know you are thinking. You would be like a dreamer who doesn't know he is dreaming. When you know you are dreaming, you are awake within the dream.

You live your life between your ears.

There is a basin in the mind where words float around on thought and thought on sound and sight. Then there is a depth of thought untouched by words, and deeper still a gulf of formless feelings untouched by thought.

Strictly speaking, you don't think: Thinking happens to you.

Consciousness is the foundation of all thinking; and thinking is the foundation of all consciousness.

it is in our minds that we live much of our life.

We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make the world.

I have no inner monologue.

There is no other who experiences your thoughts or your feelings.

Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.

That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by the imagination, exist without the mind, is what every body will allow.

No matter where you go or what you do, you live your entire life within the confines of your head.

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.

The forms of my awareness are richer than yours.

My thought is me: that is why I cannot stop thinking. I exist because I think I cannot keep from thinking.

A lot of people think I live in a soul bubble.