Quotes About Self-awareness

Luchar por una idea sin tener una idea de uno mismo es una de las cosas más peligrosas que se pueden hacer.

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Trovare scappatoie quando non si vuole guardare dentro se stessi è la cosa più facile al mondo. Una colpa esterna esiste sempre, è necessario avere molto coraggio per accettare che la colpa - o meglio la responsabilità - appartiene a noi soltanto.

Sólo al envejecer nos damos cuenta de la gravedad de ciertas palabras, y todo lo que nos hemos perdido —por superficialidad, por egoísmo, por prisa— pesa sobre nuestro corazón, pero el tiempo ya habrá pasado y no vuelve atrás.

Encontrar escapatorias cuando no se quiere mirar dentro de uno mismo es la cosa más fácil de este mundo. Siempre existe una culpa exterior, hace falta mucha valentía para aceptar que la culpa - o, mejor dicho, la responsabilidad - nos pertenece tan sólo a nosotros. Sin embargo, ya te lo he dicho, es ésta la única manera de seguir avanzando. Si la vida es un recorrido, se trata de un recorrido siempre cuesta arriba.

you're only yourself when no ones watching!

Increase of knowledge only discovered to me more clearly what a wretched outcast I was. —The Monster, Frankenstein

Be that which you really are; don't pretend to be what you are not." He

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I am never lonely. A lonely person is one who is not aware of the complete fullness within. When you become dependent on something outside without having awareness of the reality within you, then you will indeed be lonely. The whole search for enlightenment is to seek within, to become aware that you are complete in yourself. You are perfect. You don't need any externals. No matter what happens in any situation, you need never be lonely.

Then I remembered something I'd read in a Kurt Vonnegut novel: when you're trying to find the answer to a question, the answer is in the question.

If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies in yourself. –Minquass

That's what scares me, Gideon. You don't know what you're worth." "Actually, I do. Twelve bill—" "Shut up.

We knew our strengths and played up our assets. But we couldn't see what made us unique enough for someone to really love us.

Cary Taylor. Loving you isn't a character defect." "Well, it's not very smart. I was such an asshole to him," he muttered, looking disgruntled. "He could do so much better." "That isn't your decision to make for him." "Someone needs to make it." "And you're volunteering because you love him, too." My mouth curved. "Don't you think that sounds ass-backwards?

I knew I was high maintenance and he was obviously going to be the same

We knew our strengths and played up our assets. But we couldn't see what made us unique enough for someone to really love us.

Now you are, but I had to pull away to make you do it. Be honest, Gideon, I came along and you realized you had a void in your life that I could fill, and you wanted to put me there and leave the rest of your life as it was.

B.O.B. and I have a longtime understanding—when we're done with each other, we know exactly which one of us has been used, and it isn't me.

Until you, I didn't consider my past an issue. Yes, it affected certain ways I did things, but everything had its place and I wasn't unhappy. In fact, I thought I had a comfortable and uncomplicated life.

I didn't want my picture taken because I was going to cry. I didn't know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and I'd cry for a week. I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full.

If I didn't think, I'd be much happier; if I didn't have any sex organs, I wouldn't waver on the brink of nervous emotion and tears all the time.

Please don't expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand. (This quote is probably wrongly attributed to Sylvia Plath)

I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.