Quotes About Self-exposure

The quality which makes man want to write and be read is essentially a desire for self-exposure and masochism. Like one of those guys who has a compulsion to take his thing out and show it on the street.

She kept the books a week, and then returned them on a mail day with the postboy. She also sent a note saying: 'I wish you would let me have some books about the emancipation of women.' It was only after the man had left that the request struck her as naïve, a hopeless self-exposure; and she could hardly bear to open the parcel which was sent to her.

We've all heard that the unexamined life is not worth living, but consider too that the unlived life is not worth examining ... Most of us are practiced at talking ourselves out of risk. We are skilled speculators on the probably pain of self-exposure.

Well, you know, with every character, if you're going to expose yourself, you've got to figure out every detail that you're going to play. So there's no character that you can just go put on his shirt and be fully prepared.

everyone is a narcissist. Our generation grew up thinking that everyone wants us to Tweet them our every thought. We can't wait to post pictures of a date on Facebook, before the date is even over. Or go on reality television and expose every facet of our lives. Or sext each other naked pictures which end up in cyberspace for all eternity. The privacy that our parents knew is long gone. "But at least we still

Acting is standing up naked and turning around very slowly.

Friendship is simply a relationship of self-exposure and self-manifestation.

It is no judgement of a thing outside yourself to say it makes you ill. The wise reader knows that every pronouncement is, to some degree, an act of self-exposure; the book you find too challenging might only show how ill-equipped you are to face its challenge.

It must be awkward wearing one's whole interior life on display, for anyone to read.

What could be worse than having to be seen resorting to your own life.

Put yourself on view. This brings your talents to light.

Goodness knows what Maxwell would make of our current relish for watching people indulging in histrionic self-exposure on television. He would certainly have a wry smile at the irony of the fact that his own electromagnetic theory provides the means of bringing such unwholesome displays into our homes.

Reality TV is hard. You put yourself out there and you have no control over which parts they show (and don't show). And you are shooting sometimes 15 hour-days for months and months. It's exhausting - physically and mentally.

You gave yourself away, word by word, every time you opened your trap to speak.

If I actually invited someone to make a documentary about me, and I said, 'Anything goes', and then I refused to answer any questions, that would be inconsistent.

The dominant and most deep-dyed trait of the journalist is his timorousness. Where the novelist fearlessly plunges into the water of self-exposure, the journalist stands trembling on the shore in his beach robe.

Being a swimsuit model that talks so much on Twitter... everyone thinks that I could definitely pull back. You kind of open yourself up to all the criticism. That's definitely a big downside to this whole world. How can you complain about people critiquing your body when you're literally like, 'Look at my body!'

I was a very private person. All of a sudden, to see myself all over the internet and be like, "Oh god, do I want people to even hear this stuff?"

if you gave the media any part of yourself, it squeezed it, twisted it, and wrung it dry.

We must come to the Bible with the purpose of self-exposure consciously in mind. I suspect not many people make more than a token stab in that direction. It's extremely hard work. It makes Bible study alternately convicting and reassuring, painful and soothing, puzzling and calming, and sometimes dull - but not for long if our purpose is to see ourselves better.

Self-exposure is commendable in art only when it is of a quality and complexity that allows other people to learn about themselves from it.

Is this what love gets up to, one person demanding self-exposure so there's more to love

Looking through this intimate window, readers have a choice about their own lives. Will they guard their own internal landscapes or lay themselves bare for others to see?

I'm not sure I'm confident in the viewing public seeing every side of me and I'm not sure I'm confident enough that I'd allow myself to be that exposed.