Candace Bushnell Quotes

Do you wake up as I do, having forgotten what it is that hurts or where, until you move? There is a second of consciousness that is clean again. A second that is you, without memory or experience, the animal warm and waking into a brand new world. There is the sun dissolving the dark, and light as clear as music, filling the room where you sleep and the other rooms behind your eyes.

The color white is the absence of memory.

If we could wake each morning with no memory of living before we went to sleep, we might arrive at a faultless day.

A good forgettery is a happier possession than a good memory.

His was a great sin who first invented consciousness. Let us lose it for a few hours.

I literally forget everything, and, trust me, that's the best thing that you can have.

Wisdom is founded on memory; happiness on forgetfulness.

Maybe if I forgot things once in a while, we'd all be a little bit happier.

And perhaps our awareness is the first step to our liberation.

We try many ways to be awake, but our society still keeps us forgetful. Meditation is to help us remember.

New every morning is the love Our waking and uprising prove, Through sleep and darkness safely brought, Restored to life and power and thought.

There is nothing that makes a man more self-satisfied than a poor memory.

One look at each other and it was immediately understood that they both needed a clean slate,,, The obliteration of memory.

I spend all my time trying to keep thoughts away and ignore them....But here you are, trying to remember your own life, writing your thoughts down so that you don't forget. I suddenly realized what it would be like not to know, not to remember.

Too much has been forgotten in the name of memory.

How can I be sure I've succeeded, if I can't remember what I was trying to do

There are moments when I cannot bear this unremitting consciousness. It knows only itself. Awake, I am in a continuum with my dreams. I feel my typewriters, my table, my chair to have that assurance of a solid world, where things take up space, where is not the endless emptiness of insubstantial thought that leads to nowhere but itself. My memories pale as I prevail upon them again and again. They become more and more ghostly. I fear nothing so much as losing them altogether and having only my blank endless mind to live in.

Part of the trick of being happy is a refusal to allow oneself to become too nostalgic for the heady triumphs of one's youth.

Meditation is one of the ways in which the spiritual man keeps himself awake.

The advantage of a bad memory is that one enjoys several times the same good things for the first time.

Mind can never be intelligent - only no-mind is intelligent. Only no-mind is original and radical. Only no-mind is revolutionary - revolution in action. The mind gives you a sort of stupor. Burdened by the memories of the past, burdened by the projections of the future, you go on living - at the minimum. You dont live at the maximum. Your flame remains very dim. Once you start dropping thoughts, the dust that you have collected in the past, the flame arises - clean, clear, alive, young. Your whole life becomes a flame, and a flame without any smoke. That is what awareness is.

Right. I'd forgotten about her.' He shook his head. 'That keeps happening.

One of the coolest and wisest hours a man has, is just after he awakes in the morning.

May we awaken from forgetfulness and realize our true home.

Most people willingly deceive themselves with a doubly false faith; they believe in eternal memory (of men, things, deeds, peoples) and in rectification (of deeds, errors, sins, injustice). Both are sham. The truth lies at the opposite end of the scale: everything will be forgotten and nothing will be rectified. All rectification (both vengeance and forgiveness) will be taken over by oblivion.