Consciousness after death demonstrates the possibility of consciousness operating independently of the body.

There are only three events in a man's life birth life and death he is not conscious of being born he dies in pain and he forgets to live.

Man has but three events in his life: to be born to live and to die. He is not conscious of his birth he suffers at his death and he forgets to live.

Whether or not we believe in survival of consciousness after death reincarnation and karma it has very serious implications for our behavior.

The human consciousness is really homogeneous. There is no complete forgetting even in death.

My mum was very conscious about fashion and my dad was born into the tailoring tradition so fashion has always been my life although now really I wear the same thing - just in different weights - light and heavy cashmere in winter and cotton in summer.

My dad's a beautiful man but like a lot of Mexican men or men in general a lot of men have a problem with the balance of masculinity and femininity - intuition and compassion and tenderness - and get overboard with the macho thing. It took him a while to become more I would say conscious evolved.

But steel bars have never yet kept out a mob it takes something a good deal stronger: human courage backed up by the consciousness of being right.

The sea - this truth must be confessed - has no generosity. No display of manly qualities - courage hardihood endurance faithfulness - has ever been known to touch its irresponsible consciousness of power.

Hip-hop is still cool at a party. But to me hip-hop has never been strictly a party it is also there to elevate consciousness.

I think a lot of young kids at school are very conscious of trying to keep credibility in case they kind of stand out in a crowd and get bullied by trying to stay cool and stuff. And my whole thing all the way through school was I was just a goof... I didn't care.

Diaspora starts about a thousand years from now. Most of human civilisation has moved inside computers essentially a major branch of our descendants consists of conscious software.

Eventually I believe current attempts to understand the mind by analogy with man-made computers that can perform superbly some of the same external tasks as conscious beings will be recognized as a gigantic waste of time.

We know that communication must be hampered and its form largely determined by the unconscious but inevitable influence of a transmitting mechanism whether that be of a merely mechanical or of a physiological character.

I shall suggest on the contrary that all communication relies to a noticeable extent on evoking knowledge that we cannot tell and that all our knowledge of mental processes like feelings or conscious intellectual activities is based on a knowledge which we cannot tell.

Every day I try to be in communication with the universe in an unconscious way.

I don't write for any group. I write to bring about a change in consciousness.

We have to raise the consciousness the only way poets can change the world is to raise the consciousness of the general populace.

Unless it's a specific accent or something about physicality you have to change I am generally not such a conscious actor.

To change a habit make a conscious decision then act out the new behavior.

It's not just the kid who's spent every penny from his job to upgrade his car to tell the world he cares about sports cars it's also the person driving around in a fuel-conscious hybrid electric car because it's more a message to the world than an effective means of saving fuel to be quite honest.

Racism has been for everyone like a horrible tragic car crash and we've all been heavily sedated from it. If we don't come into consciousness of this tragedy there's going to be a violent awakening we don't want. The question is can we wake up?

And suddenly I realised that I was no longer driving the car consciously. I was driving it by a kind of instinct only I was in a different dimension.

It is ironic that the one thing that all religions recognize as separating us from our creator our very self-consciousness is also the one thing that divides us from our fellow creatures. It was a bitter birthday present from evolution.