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I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books; I have begun to listen to the teaching my blood whispers to me.
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understanding
self-awareness
seekers
self-discovery
search
instinct
knowledge
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Hermann Hesse |
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Trust your instincts, and make judgements on what your heart tells you. The heart will not betray you.
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trust
self-reliance
instinct
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David Gemmell |
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Where instinct fails, intellect must venture.
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intellect
instinct
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Jim Butcher |
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For a human being, nothing comes naturally,' said Grumman. 'We have to learn everything we do.
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learning
instinct
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Philip Pullman |
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WHAT ARE THE CONSEQUENCES when we go against our instincts? What are the consequences of not speaking out? What are the consequences of guilt, shame, and doubt?
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doubt
speaking-out
instinct
shame
consequences
guilt
instincts
voice
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Terry Tempest Williams |
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Exactly what the powers of hell feed on: the best instincts in man.
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instinct
human-nature
hell
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Philip K. Dick |
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"Most people are not prepared to have their minds changed," he said. "And I think they know in their hearts that other people are just the same, and one of the reasons people become angry when they argue is that they realize just that, as they trot out their excuses." " , eh?" Well, if this ain't cynicism, what is?" Erens snorted. "Yes, excuses," he said, with what Erens thought might just have been a trace of bitterness. "I strongly suspect the things people believe in are usually just what they instinctively feel is right; the excuses, the justifications, the things you're supposed to argue about, come later. They're the least important part of the belief. That's why you can destroy them, win an argument, prove the other person wrong, and still they believe what they did in the first place." He looked at Erens. "You've attacked the wrong thing."
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excuses
erens
justifications
belief
instinct
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Iain M. Banks |
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"What do you call yourself?" the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had! "I wish I knew!" thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, "Nothing, just now." "Think again," it said: "that won't do." Alice thought, but nothing came of it. "Please, would you tell me what you call yourself?" she said timidly, "I think that might help a little." "I'll tell you, if you'll come a little further on," the Fawn said. "I can't remember here." So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice's arms. "I'm a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight. "And dear me, you're a human child!" A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed."
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fear
fawn
deer
wonderland
purity
innocence
danger
survival
instinct
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Lewis Carroll |
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Tabini was at least canny enough in the differences between atevi and human to know that, gut level, he might think he understood - but chances were very good that he wouldn't, couldn't, and never would, unaided by the paidhi, come up with the right forecast of human behavior because he didn't come with the right hardwiring. Average people didn't analyze what they thought: they thought they thought, and half of it was gut reaction.
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gut-reaction
think
thinking
instinct
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C.J. Cherryh |
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Rarely did events play out as imagined, in any case. The order of future events was transient. In the same way that the past was reconfigured by selective memory, future events, too, were moving targets. One could only act on instinct, grab hold of an intuited perfect moment, and spring into action.
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future
past
instinct
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James Luceno |
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It may be that the strongest instinct of the human race, stronger than sex or hunger, is curiosity: the absolute need to know. It can and often does motivate a lifetime, it kills more than cats, and the prospect of satisfying it can be the most exciting of emotions.
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instinct
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Jack Finney |
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The instinct of self-deception in human beings makes them try to banish from their minds dangers of which at the bottom they are perfectly aware by declaring them nonexistent, and a warning such as mine against cheap optimism was bound to prove particularly unwelcome at a moment when a sumptuously laid supper was awaiting for us in the next room.
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warning
humanity
optimism
awaiting
aware
banish
cheap-optimism
dangers
danger
nonexistent
supper
unwelcome
awareness
human-beings
cowardice
self-deception
instinct
food
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Stefan Zweig |
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Black is a blind remembering, she thought. You listen for pack sounds, for the cries of those who hunted your ancestors in a past so ancient only your most primitive cells remember. The ears see. The nostrils see.
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evolution
fear
survivalism
instinct
night
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Frank Herbert |
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He tried to decide if he was really ashamed of being afraid, and decided that he was not. Fear was there for a purpose. It was wired into any creature that had not completely turned its back on its evolutionary inheritance and so remade itself in whatever image it coveted. The more sophisticated you became, the less you relied on fear and pain to keep you alive; you could afford to ignore them because you had other means of coping with the consequences if things went badly.
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fight-or-flight
instinct
human-nature
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Iain M. Banks |
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The boulder is the truth that the great men know by instinct, and the mountain is the stupidity of mankind.
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mankind
stupidity
humanity
truth
great-men
mountain
instinct
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Doris Lessing |
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There seemed no answer. He wasn't resigned to anything, he hadn't accepted or adjusted to the life he'd been forced into. Yet here he was, eight months after the plague's last victim, nine since he's spoken to another human being, ten since Virginia had died. Here he was with no future and a virtually hopeless present. Still plodding on. Instinct? Or was he just stupid? Too unimaginative to destroy himself? Why hadn't he done it in the beginning when he was in the very depths? What had impelled him to enclose the house, install a freezer, a generator, an electric stove, a water tank, build a hothouse, a workbench, burn down the houses on each side of his, collect records and books and mountains of canned supplies, even - it was fantastic when you thought about it - even put a fancy mural on the wall? Was the life force something more than words, a tangible, mind-controlling potency? Was nature somehow, in him, maintaining its spark against its own encroachments? He closed his eyes. Why think, why reason? There was no answer. His continuance was an accident and an attendant bovinity. He was just too dumb to end it all, and that was about the size of it.
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suicide
nature
life
life-force
meaning-of-life
survive
reasoning
purpose
survival
instinct
thought
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Richard Matheson |
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For the entirety of my young and skittish life, I had fixated upon my fear as if it were the most interesting thing about me, when actually it was the most mundane. In fact, my fear was probably the only 100 percent mundane thing about me. I had creativity within me that was original; I had a personality within me that was original; I had dreams and perspectives and aspirations within me that were original. But my fear was not original in the least. My fear wasn't some kind of rare artisanal object; it was just a mass-produced item, available on the shelves of any generic box store. And that's the thing I wanted to build my entire identity around? The most boring instinct I possessed? The panic reflex of my dumbest inner tadpole? No.
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tadpole
instinct
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Elizabeth Gilbert |
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He took the woman from her bed, pretending not to notice the question posed in his mind: Why do you always experiment on women? He didn't care to admit that the inference had any validity. She just happened to be the first one he's come across, that was all. What about the man in the living room, though? For God's sake! he flared back. I'm not going to rape the woman! Crossing your fingers, Neville? Knocking on wood? He ignored that, beginning to suspect his mind of harboring an alien. Once he might have termed it conscience. Now it was only an annoyance. Morality, after all, had fallen with society. He was his own ethic. Makes a good excuse, doesn't it, Neville? Oh, shut up.
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rape
morality
sexual-desire
harassment
ethic
society
instinct
right-and-wrong
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Richard Matheson |
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Good sex isn't complete without cuddling and aftercare. Women instinctively know this. Men, if they're smart, figure it out.
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instinct
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Nikki Sex |
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Do you know, Sandy dear, all my ambitions are for you and Rose. You have got insight, perhaps not quite spiritual, but you're a deep one, and Rose has got instinct.' 'Perhaps not quite spiritual' said Sandy. 'Yes,' said Miss Brodie, 'you're right. Rose has got a future by virtue of her instinct.' ... 'I ought to know because my prime has brought me instinct and insight, both.
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instinct
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Muriel Spark |
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A dog can't think that much about what he's doing, he just does what feels right.
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instinct
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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Sometimes gut instinct is what determines the direction we should take.
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instinct
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Brenda Novak |