Quotes About Self-awareness

As a kid, I grew to define what I didn't want my life to be like by sitting behind moaning women on the bus, hearing them bang on about their aches and pains, both real and imagined.

Maybe this is what men are like, or maybe this is how the two of them have chosen to be. Maybe they can choose to be different.

If you begin to give away parts of yourself, eventually you'll give it all. And once you've lost yourself, haven't you lost everything?

You have many flaws, he announced... "But there was one flaw that made all the other imperfections pale in comparison." "Was?" she asked. "I don't have this flaw any longer?" "No, you don't." "Pray tell," she muttered in exasperation, "what was this terrible flaw?" He grinned. "You used to be English.

Get Well Soon. People sent me get well soon cards while I was in a mental hospital. There were fluffy little bunnies, floaty rainbows, and even a religious card. I could understand that Hallmark probably doesn't make "Get Sane Soon" cards, but still. Was I not well before? Am I well now? Who decides?

Being able to tolerate negative feelings can be crucial to a wide variety of life situations: delaying gratification, learning from bad experiences, truly hearing what other people have to say, and assessing our own circumstances.

It turns out, after a lot of exploration, that I'm not really a princess. A swell gal, sure, but not a princess.

We] glide serenely through the water, safe in our knowledge that we are nothing more than a blurry peripheral shape glimpsed in passing through the foggy, tinted goggles of the swimmer in the next lane.

Philosophy, which formerly raised man to feel conscious of himself because he was a thinking being and to say, I think therefore I am, now raises him to say I think, therefore I am not, (unless he takes thought into consideration only in that humble region where it is confused with action).

Ce qui commence par : "Je me hâtais de déplaire exprès, par crainte de déplaire naturellement" (Mauriac) continue par : "Je me hâtais d'échouer exprès,par crainte d'échouer naturellement", et pourrait se terminer un jour par : "Je me hâtais de mourir exprès,par crainte de mourir naturellement" (une phrase d'excellent comique).

It's impossible to want what I want and in the shape I want it, and share life with others besides. I had to know how to be alone and how to let so much wanting do its work, save me or destroy me…

Estoy tan solo como este gato, y mucho más solo porque lo sé y él no.

Anda a saber, yo creo que ni vos ni yo tenemos demasiado la culpa. No somos adultos

Ahora me gusta, me gusta tanto, ahora soy yo, reincidentemente yo, el idiota perfecto en su idiotez que no sabe que es idiota y goza perdido en su goce, hasta que la primera frase inteligente lo devuelva a la conciencia de su idiotez y lo haga buscar presuroso un cigarrillo con manos torpes, mirando al suelo, comprendiendo y a veces aceptando porque también un idiota tiene que vivir, claro que hasta otro pato u otro cartel, y así siempre.

y al final el ridículo lo he hecho yo porque nada hay más lamentable que un hombre esforzándose por mover a otro que está muy bien como está, que se siente perfectamente en la posición que le da la gana.

Soy lo que sueño y que sueño lo que soy. despierto sólo me conozco a medias.

No era en la cabeza donde tenia el centro

y yo tenía unas ganas de llorar, ésa es otra cosa que no puedo impedir, de golpe se me quiebra la voz y veo todo nublado, justo cuando necesitaría estar más tranquilo para decir lo que pienso.

Es culpa mía si las cosas me hieren con más fuerza que a otros

Qué es la cosidad? –dijo la Maga. –La cosidad es ese desagradable sentimiento de que allí donde termina nuestra presunción empieza nuestro castigo.

I'm going to think only about you, it's the only way I'm conscious of myself...

Simplesmente bebia uma genebra de um só trago e chamava a si mesmo de cretino.

Creo que sé mirar, si es que algo sé, y que todo mirar rezuma falsedad, porque es lo que nos arroja más fuera de nosotros mismo, sin la menor garantía

E depois de fazer tudo o que fazem, os dois se levantam, tomam banho, passam talco, passam perfume, se penteiam, se vestem, e assim vão voltando progressivamente a ser o que não são.