Quotes About Self-awareness

It was as though she had some alter ego who told her she did not belong here. But she had never known anywhere else, and where else could there be?

Rose said: 'Some people would be needing their spare glasses, or that blue cardigan. You need a book. Of course.' 'A deficiency?'said Charlotte meekly. 'Not at all. The need defines you, that's all.

When a thing's happened to you it's no good shoving it away and pretending it hasn't. You can go off your head that way.' 'Battles?' 'Not just battles,' said Bill with a snort. 'Most of us don't get mixed up with battles, do we? Anything. Everything.' Everything? 'It's what you do about things that makes you the kind of bloke you are,' said Bill.

Charlotte views her younger selves with a certain detachment. They are herself, but other incarnations, innocents going about half-forgotten business.

The sunset of all emotions, myself yellowing, subdued to grey sadness in my external self-awareness

How can I possess with my body, when I don't even possess my body? How can I possess with my soul, when I don't possess my soul? How can I understand with my mind, when I don't understand my mind? There is no body or truth we possess, nor even any illusion. We are phantoms made of lies, shadows of illusions, and our life is hollow on both the outside and the inside.

In sexual love we seek our own pleasure through the intermediary of another's body. In non-sexual love, we seek our own pleasure through the intermediary of an idea we have. The onanist may be an abject creature but in truth he is the logical expression of the lover. He is the only one who neither diguises nor deludes himself.

The cowardly love we all have of freedom - which if it were given to us we would all repudiate as being too new and strange - is the irrefutable proof of how our slavery weighs upon us. Even I, who have just expressed my desire to have a hut or a cave where I could be free from the monotony of being myself, would I really dare to go off to this hut or cave, knowing and understanding that, since the monotony exists in me alone, I would never be free of it?

the great advantage of really contemporary fiction is that one finds oneself mirrored on every page

Your American, you wouldn't know if you were up yourself.

He wished to kneel beside him and pray. It was not shyness prevented him from doing it on Southampton railway station...It was the fear of being overcome with emotion. This was his flaw, the crack in his clay, and the more dreadful for being so unexpected...

He smelled meat burning and realized that it was him.

It seemed to me that, no matter what endeavor I was involved in, I was to be something of a sham.

A wise man is capable of determining his weaknesses and working to address them

Success in the knowledge economy comes to those who know themselves - their strengths, their values, and how they best perform.

Successful careers are not planned. They develop when people are prepared for opportunities because they know their strengths, their method of work, and their values.

The subject of this book is managing oneself for effectiveness.

The top man who concludes that his company needs to grow but who also then realizes that he does not want to change himself and his behavior has, in conscience, only one line of action open to him. He has to step aside. Even if he legally owns the company, he does not own the lives of other people. A company is not a child—and even with a human child, the time comes when the parent has to accept that the child has grown up and needs to be independent and on his own.

I soon learned that there is no "effective personality

Laughter deriding others is only too often incense one burns at one's own self-constructed altar, an altar one knows to be rickety.

Sir, I may be an idiot, but there's one thing I'm not sir, and that sir is an idiot.

dynamic view of intellect—indeed, of self.

Vivo de aquello que los otros no saben de mí

Ansioso observaba sus propios pensamientos, siempre dispuesto a frenarlos. No quería olvidar ya nada más y repetía mentalmente los momentos recién pasados, como se repasan las palabras de una lengua extraña.