I’ve already become a mastodon in print – I don’t see a consciousness for my kind of journalism.

Journalism makes you think fast. You have to speak to people in all walks of life. Especially local journalism.

We think that the world is a solid, vivid place, full of shape and colour and solid objects like this table and this microphone and so on, but we actually create that in our heads out of the bits of information that hit the back of our eyeballs or hit our eardrums or hit our tongues or whatever.

To be conscious that you are ignorant of the facts is a great step to knowledge.

Lulled in the countless chambers of the brain, our thoughts are linked by many a hidden chain; awake but one, and in, what myriads rise!

We are nauseated by the sight of trivial personalities decomposing in the eternity of print.

If people in the media cannot decide whether they are in the business of reporting news or manufacturing propaganda, it is all the more important that the public understand that difference, and choose their news sources accordingly.

For me, I used to be shy towards journalism because it wasn’t poetry. And then I realized that the events that I covered in essays that became journalism were actually great because they inspired me, and they became my muse.

Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.

America is a country of inventors, and the greatest of inventors are the newspaper men.

But we try to pretend, you see, that the external world exists altogether independently of us.

The quantity and quality of consciousness, one may say, have always been growing throughout geological times. In this respect man, in whom nervous organisation and therefore psychological powers have attained an undisputed maximum, may be considered, scientifically, as a natural centre of evolution of the primates.

Watergate had become the center of the media’s universe, and during the remaining year of my presidency the media tried to force everything else to revolve around it.

Truthfully, without over-egging it, as I often do, the library and journalism, those things made me who I am.

Necessity is blind until it becomes conscious. Freedom is the consciousness of necessity.

Remorse sleeps during prosperity but awakes bitter consciousness during adversity.

I’m not searching for hard news; I’m not a journalist, but I’m interested in pushing to boundaries of where we can do the kind of stories that we want to do. I mean, it’s a big world and CNN has made it a lot bigger and they haven’t flinched.

With the possible exception of things like box scores, race results, and stock market tabulations, there is no such thing as Objective Journalism. The phrase itself is a pompous contradiction in terms.

People say maybe we have a soul and chimpanzees don’t. I feel that it’s quite possible that if we have souls, chimpanzees have souls as well.

In America the President reigns for four years, and Journalism governs forever and ever.

I have such respect for ‚Democracy Now!‘

Well, when you come down to it, I don’t see that a reporter could do much to a president, do you?

In the consciousness of the truth he has perceived, man now sees everywhere only the awfulness or the absurdity of existence and loathing seizes him.

Early in life I had noticed that no event is ever correctly reported in a newspaper.

Our normal waking consciousness, rational consciousness as we call it, is but one special type of consciousness, whilst all about it, parted from it by the filmiest of screens, there lie potential forms of consciousness entirely different.

By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.

Where the press is free and every man able to read, all is safe.

Here’s what I think about music and journalism: The most important thing is to just press play.

The spirit desires to remain with its body, because, without the organic instruments of that body, it can neither act, nor feel anything.

As far as I’m concerned, it’s a damned shame that a field as potentially dynamic and vital as journalism should be overrun with dullards, bums, and hacks, hag-ridden with myopia, apathy, and complacence, and generally stuck in a bog of stagnant mediocrity.

We feel and know that we are eternal.

The difference between literature and journalism is that journalism is unreadable and literature is not read.

Acceptance looks like a passive state, but in reality it brings something entirely new into this world. That peace, a subtle energy vibration, is consciousness.

Gojira is my favorite band of all time; they’re lovely, I’ve seen them live two times. I also love Mastodon and the Refused as well.

In the child, consciousness rises out of the depths of unconscious psychic life, at first like separate islands, which gradually unite to form a ‚continent,‘ a continuous landmass of consciousness. Progressive mental development means, in effect, extension of consciousness.

No problem can be solved from the same level of consciousness that created it.

A free press can, of course, be good or bad, but, most certainly without freedom, the press will never be anything but bad.

The major networks, the cable networks, they’re being prosecutors. They’re judges and jurors and executioners. Well, c’mon, that’s ridiculous. But they’re doing it.

The key to growth is the introduction of higher dimensions of consciousness into our awareness.

There is no coming to consciousness without pain.

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

I’m not that keen on the idea of being unconscious.

When you work as a humanitarian, you are conscious that politics have to be considered. Because if you really want to make an extreme change, then you have a responsibility.

I did used to have nightmares about the idea that when I die, there is a spark of consciousness which basically creates the world. ‚Is the world going to disappear if this spark of consciousness disappears? And how do I know it won’t? How do I know there’s anything there except what I’m conscious of?‘

The consciousness of the falsity of present pleasures, and the ignorance of the vanity of absent pleasures, cause inconstancy.

Our minds work in real time, which begins at the Big Bang and will end, if there is a Big Crunch – which seems unlikely, now, from the latest data showing accelerating expansion. Consciousness would come to an end at a singularity.

When you take your attention into the present moment, a certain alertness arises. You become more conscious of what’s around you, but also, strangely, a sense of presence that is both within and without.

The answer is, who you are cannot be defined through thinking or mental labels or definitions, because it’s beyond that. It is the very sense of being, or presence, that is there when you become conscious of the present moment. In essence, you and what we call the present moment are, at the deepest level, one.

I expected to die. At no time before the trial did I expect to escape with my life. Yet being executed in the gas chamber did not necessarily mean defeat. It could be one more step to bring the community to a higher level of consciousness.

No school of philosophy has ever solved this question of whether being determines consciousness or the other way around. It may be a false antithesis.

Humanity is still advancing; and it will probably continue to advance for hundreds of thousands of years more, always on condition that we know how to keep the same line of advance as our ancestors towards ever greater consciousness and complexity.

If anything, I get most upset because I wanna read a good paper first thing in the morning. And if I see a lie about myself flash across the front of the cover, I don’t think much of the rest of the newspaper.

When an inner situation is not made conscious, it appears outside as fate.

The paradox of education is precisely this – that as one begins to become conscious one begins to examine the society in which he is being educated.

Man’s task is to become conscious of the contents that press upward from the unconscious.

Human self-understanding changes with time, and so also human consciousness deepens.

Journalism keeps you planted in the earth.

To be awake is to be alive.

Newspaper readership is still growing in India.

Journalists are like dogs, when ever anything moves they begin to bark.

Grace is not part of consciousness; it is the amount of light in our souls, not knowledge nor reason.