Quotes About Self-awareness

Some people can vent their anger, take a breath, and let it go, but I wasn't one of them.

My talents fall within definite limitations. I am not as versatile an actress as some think.

I find that I don't lie about the big things in life. The things that matter. And about me. While I'm talking about myself, I rarely lie: I know who I am, my level of talent, that I'm not the most versatile filmmaker, the person I am. I don't lie about myself because I don't lie to myself.

I just feel like with my size, I wasn't blessed with extra long arms, so I feel like with me not being on the taller side and shorter side when it comes to arm length, I feel like I need to be as versatile as I can.

I never put myself at a bragging point where I say, 'I'm gonna have the illest verse.'

Don't try to be me. No one but me can be me. But you can be you. Look inside yourself and get to know who the real you is. And then be that person. The best version of you.

I can tell you with authority that when I'm exhausted, when I'm running on empty, I'm the worst version of myself.

I don't censor myself, but I don't want to force my sick-skewed version of the world, either.

I feel like the better version of myself is on paper... I'd rather have people know me on paper.

Most people feel that they are the heroes of their own lives and that they're good people. So if they're in a crisis, they feel an understandable urge to set out their own version of events.

As an actor, you are either emulating someone else, or some version of yourself.

I've realized why I don't tell the truth in interviews. It's because they're printed months later, and you change so quickly - you have new thoughts, new everything - so people are reading an old version of you.

There's always going to be a separate version of you that people will create, and you have no control over it.

I do just genuinely believe Chris Hemsworth is a 6'3, more muscular version of me. And more handsome, but I try.

Perhaps it is impossible to understand one's own face. Or perhaps it is because I am a single man? People who live in society have learned how to see themselves in mirrors as they appear to their friends. I have no friends. Is that why my flesh is so naked? You might say—yes you might say, nature without humanity. I have no taste for work any longer, I can do nothing more except wait for night. 5.30:

içimde olup bitenler, belirgin izler b?rakmad?.

For us man is characterized above all by his going beyond a situation, and by what he succeeds in making of what he has been made -- even if he never recognizes himself in his objectification.

It is the reflection of my face. Often in these lost days I study it. I can understand nothing of this face. The faces of others have some sense, some direction. Not Mine.

And just what is Antoine Roquentin? An abstraction. A pale reflection of myself wavers in my consciousness. Antoine Roquentin . . . and suddenly the "I" pales, pales, and fades out. Lucid

And here is the sense of its existence: it is conscious of being superfluous. It dilutes, scatters itself, tries to lose itself on the brown wall, along the lamp post or down there in the evening mist. But it never forgets itself. That is its lot.

Günler boyu insan kendi kendine sorabilirdi, ben ak?ll? m?y?m, kendimi bir ÅŸey mi san?yorum, diye; asla bir karara var?lamazd?. Bunun yan?nda bir sabah size tak?lan etiketler vard? ve ömür boyu onlar? ta??mak gerekiyordu ...

Meus estranhos sentimentos da outra semana me parecem hoje bastante ridículos; já não me identifico com eles.

The thing is that I rarely think; a crowd of small metamorphoses accumulate in me without my noticing it, and then, one fine day, a veritable revolution takes place.

No quiero secretos, ni estados de alma, ni cosas indecibles; no soy ni virgen ni sacerdote para jugar a la vida interior.