Quotes About Self-awareness

There is something absent in me, I thought. Something incomplete. Even my mother couldn't describe me. There was something empty in me that in other people was full.

We cannot directly choose our emotions and switch them on but we can use the things we can control to change how we feel.

You are a child no longer, whatever you might wish. You are a woman with a woman's body, and you do not think or feel as you did back there at Sevenwaters, when you ran wild in the forest and the trees spread their canopy to shelter you. Men will look at you. Come to terms with it, Sorcha. You cannot hide forever. They will look at you with desire in their eyes. You were taken against your will, and it damaged you. But life goes on.

Seven years of this and I'll have lost whatever edge I once had, I said. I'll have turned into one of those well-fed countrywomen who pride themselves on making better preserves then their neighbors, and give all their chickens names.

You've only just discovered you have a heart. Let it beat a little.

Don't load yourself up too heavy. Even the strongest heart has a breaking point.

He has no intention of being misled by her. On the contrary, he laughs to himself that he's deceiving her.

But if these years have taught me anything it is this: you can never run away. Not ever. The only way out is in.

Lo que tú necesitas no soy yo: seguro que es un espejo. Pues cualquier otro que no seas tú no pasa de ser, para ti, más que un espejo en donde reflejarte. Yo, desde luego, no tengo el propósito de volver a un desierto de espejos como ese

Who could imagine that one could be so ridiculed, so humiliated by oneself?

ÄŒím je ?lovÄ›k nedokonalejÅ¡í, tím pÃ…â"¢ísnÄ›jÅ¡ím kritikem má tendence se stát.

If I made nothing of it, then surely no one else would either. ... To accustom others to my face was the best short cut to getting used to it myself.

The fact has been made clear that your face—the mobile, harmonious type—was a mask too. In short, we are two spots of the same ink. It was not solely my responsibility.

Being a clown would be all right, but I did not want to be a clown unaware that he was one.

I was afraid of my own shadow as long as I imagined others to be looking at me, but when I was actually looked at, I seemed to become aware of my real character. Perhaps in my imagination the mask was something that exposed me, but in actuality it was an opaque means of concealment.

I guess you're right. I can look at photo albums and get a reasonable idea of what I was like when I was three years old, or when I was a newborn.

But if a mirror ever makes you sad you should know that it does not know you.

Look not left nor right. Look only at your own footsteps.

The people I knew, even the people I loved, did not always get things right, and they accumulated acts and omissions that lessened their sense of sureness.

Nothing is more reassuring than recognizing the feet you are standing on as your own, knowing that this is my place, and I am well, and all the people I love are well.

If this is what you came for, then I didn't send for you. Kafka (note to himself in journal)

La consciencia de mis capacidades literarias es, a última hora del día y por la mañana, inabarcable.

The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to understand that a silence that is not clamorous with vexation and worried self-regard can become part of the texture of your mind, can seep into you, moment by moment, and gradually change you.

We are addicted to our egotism, our likes and dislikes and prejudices, and depend upon them for our own sense of identity.