Quotes About Self-betrayal

In a self-betraying condition, how we present ourselves unavoidably becomes of the focus of our concern, and we mistakenly confuse it with how we really are.

Three aspects of the self betrayer's conduct always go together: accusing others, excusing oneself, and displaying oneself as a victim.

La autotraición se produce cuando actuamos en contra de esos sentimientos que acabamos de describir, cuando hacemos a los demás lo contrario de lo que sentimos que debemos hacer o cuando no hacemos lo que sentimos que debemos hacer.

Our insensitivity as self-betrayers is best described not as attending to ourselves rather than to others, but rather as attending to others for our sake rather than for their sake.

Living in the box means being convinced that other people and our circumstances are responsible for our feelings and our helplessness to overcome them. What we can't see when we're in the box is that the way the world appears to us is our projection, and that we are making this projection to justify ourselves in self-betrayal. We cannot see that it's not others' actions but our accusations that result in our feeling offended.

We betray ourselves, don't we? In the end, we have no need for enemies.

I learned that the temptation to self-betrayal can sometimes be worst with those about whom we care the most. I learned that no amount of admiration for another human being can justify sacrificing one's judgment.

Were we women so frail in the wake of men who swore they cherished us? Was a lover's betrayal more lethal than betrayal of oneself?

We are betrayed by what is false within

It is undoubtedly easier to believe in absolutes, follow blindly, mouth received wisdom. But that is self-betrayal.

Betrayal of yourself in order not to betray another is betrayal nonetheless. It is the highest betrayal.

If you don't listen to that gentle, yet persistent voice within, you betray yourself.

I think the worst way a writer can self-betray is by not being true to his or her experience of being alive. It's my belief, for what it's worth, that a lot of writers consign to the page what they think will meet with the approval, especially in the moral realm, of what their society has preached to them since they were children, almost all of which is utter bull####.

I knew that what I was seeking to discover was a thing I'd always known. That all courage was a form of constancy. That it was always himself that the coward abandoned first. After this all other betrayals came easily.

It was always himself that the coward abandoned first, after this all other betrayals came easily

I am given up by traitors; I talk wildly . . . . I have lost my wits . . . . I and nobody else am the greatest traitor, I went myself first to the headland . . . . my own hands carried me there.

Submitting to others, rather than affirming our own reality, is the heart of active co-dependence-we give up our own inner world in order to be accepted by others. Such co-dependence amounts to self-betrayal. We give up ourselves in order to please, satisfy or impress others. By betraying our True Self, our sense of integrity and wholeness suffers. Our spirit wilts. Having healthy boundaries enable us to move from self-betrayal to self-affirmation, self-regard, and self-trust

Those who have come here to hate should leave now; for in their hate, they only betray themselves.

It feels like a geas. It has all the sinister pleasure of sneaking out of the house, all the revolting satisfaction of stealing. It reminds me of the moment before I slammed a blade through my hand, amazed at my own capacity for self-betrayal.

We can depend on nobody in this world, and sometimes we even betray ourselves

There are so many ways to betray someone. You can whisper behind his back. You can deceive him on purpose. You can deliver him into the hands of his enemy, when he trusts you. You can break a promise. The question is, if you do any of those things, are you also betraying yourself?

If you do not express your own original ideas, if you do not listen to your own being, you will have betrayed yourself.

are moments, like this, that change everything. What had seemed solid and unchanging crumbles in an instant and nothing will ever grow there again as it had before. She once more closed her mouth, her eyes, her nose, and swore she'd get out, get out without betraying herself, and above all without being cured. She felt, rather than

To resent is to brood in inaction, to pass through life acting in a manner indistinguishable from those who bear no grudges. But hatred hails from a wilder, far more violent tribe. Even when you cannot strike out, you strike nonetheless. Inward, if not outward, as if such things have direction. To hate, especially without recourse to vengeance, is to besiege yourself, to starve yourself to the point of eating your own