Quotes About Self-awareness

Quem não sabe povoar sua solidão, também não saberá ficar sozinho em meio a uma multidão.

Baby, I said, I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me.

There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you.

I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn't have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn't make for an interesting person. I didn't want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn't fit the other. I didn't care.

people diminish me; the longer I sit and listen to them the more empty I feel but I don't get the idea that they feel empty, I feel that they enjoy the sound from their mouths.

You know the typical crowd, Wow, it's Friday night, what are you going to do? Just sit there? Well, yeah. Because there's nothing out there. It's stupidity. Stupid people mingling with stupid people. Let them stupidify themselves. I've never been bothered with the need to rush out into the night. That's all. Sorry for all the millions, but I've never been lonely. I like myself. I'm the best form of entertainment I have.

A man could lose his identity fucking around too much.

I always started a job with the feeling that I'd soon quit or be fired, and this gave ma a relaxex manner that was mistaken for intelligence or some secret power.

I feel no grief for being called something which I am not; in fact, it's enthralling, somehow, like a good back rub

It's hard to drink when you dance. And it's hard to dance when you drink.

Drink from the well of yourself and begin again.

Baby, I said, I'm a genius but nobody knows it but me. She looked down at me. Get up off the floor you damn fool and get me a drink.

A good writer knew when not to write. Anybody could type. Not that I was a good typist; also I couldn't spell and I didn't know grammar. But I knew when not to write. It was like fucking. You had to rest the godhead now and then.

I was a bore and didn't know when to smile or fake it. Or rather worse, I did but didn't.

I've never met another man I'd rather be.

I was alone with myself. And disgusting as I was it was better than being with somebody else, anybody else, all of them out there doing their pitiful little tricks and handsprings.

Our source is private. So are your parts but you can expose them.

But you know, my former life as a bibliophile, it possibly kept me from murdering somebody, myself included. it kept me from being an industrialist. it allowed me to endure some women that most men would never be able to live with. it gave me space, a pause. it helped me to write this.

if you don't have much soul left and you know it, you still got soul.

Zemër, i thash, Unë jam një gjeni por askush nuk e di këtë, përpos unë.

A i urreni njerëzit? Unë nuk i urrej ata ... Unë vetëm ndjehen mirë kur ata nuk janë përreth.

gratuitous masturbation of the psyche.

i'm easy to understand even when i don't understand myself...

I went into the men's room and stared in the mirror at my face in disgust. I looked like I knew something, but it was a lie, I was a fake and there's nothing worse in the world than when a man suddenly realizes and admits to himself that he's a phoney, after spending all his time up to then trying to convince himself that he wasn't. I stared at all the sinks and pipes and bowls and I felt like them, worse than them: I'd rather be them.