Quotes About Self-awareness

Het probleem van tumult in je hoofd is dat alles wat op korte termijn goed voelt, op de lange termijn slecht voelt. Je leidt jezelf af, terwijl je eigenlijk behoefte hebt aan zelfkennis.

Depressie is ook kleiner dan jij. Zij is altijd kleiner dan jij, zelfs al lijkt ze onmetelijk. Ze zit binnen in jou, niet andersom. Als een donkere wolk die overtrekt, maar - als dat de metafoor is- dan ben jij de lucht. Jij was er eerder. En een luchtloze wolk bestaat niet, maar een wolkeloze lucht wel.

Dedicamos tanto tiempo a desear que nuestras vidas sean distintas, a compararnos con otras personas , con otras versiones de nosotros mismos... Cuando realmente todas las vidas tienen cierto grado de cosas buenas y cierto grado de cosas malas

Montaigne said that the point of life is to give yourself to yourself.

Depression is also . . . Smaller than you. Always, it is smaller than you, even when it feels vast. It operates within you, you do not operate within it. It may be a dark cloud passing across the sky, but—if that is the metaphor—you are the sky.

You don't need to exhaust yourself trying to find your own value. You are not an iPhone needing an upgrade. Your value is not a condition of productivity or exercise or body shape or something you lose via inactivity. Value is not a plate that needs to be continually spun. The value is there. It is intrinsic, innate. It is in the "being" not the "doing".

I understand that the way you stop time is by stopping being ruled by it.

Check your emotional armour is actually protecting you, and not so heavy you can't move.

Maybe that was the only meaning that mattered. To be the world, witnessing itself. Maybe it wasn't the lack of achievements that had made her and her brother's parents unhappy, maybe it was the expectation to achieve in the first place.

For all his age and intelligence, Hendrich was fundamentally immature. He was a child. (…) we were just old. And that, in cases such as Hendrich, it didn't really matter how many years (…) had passed, because you were always living within the parameters of your personality. No expanse of time or place could change that. You could never escape yourself.

After all, I looked like them. Maybe this was another human trait. Their ability to turn on themselves, to ostracize their own kind. If that was the case, it added weight to my mission. It made me understand it better.

we spend so much time wishing our lives were different, comparing ourselves to other people and to other versions of ourselves, when really most lives contain degrees of good and degrees of bad.

Just as, she supposed, it is hard to have a sense of the vastness inside any one person.

I stacked the days up like Jenga blocks, imagining I was making progress, and then—crash—along would come a five-hour panic attack or a day of total apocalyptic darkness, and those Jenga days would topple back down again.

the point of life is to give yourself to yourself.

Don't believe in good or bad, or winning and losing, or victory and defeat, or up and down. At your lowest and at your highest, whether you are happy or despairing or calm or angry, there is a kernel of you that stays the same. That is the you that matters.

No. The Book of Regrets is getting lighter. There's a lot of white space in there now . . . It seems that you have spent all your life saying things that you aren't really thinking. This is one of your barriers.' 'Barriers?

Nora stared down at the small mole on her left hand. That mole had been through everything she'd been through. And it just stayed there, not caring. Just being a mole.

Sometimes regrets aren't based on fact at all. Sometimes regrets are just . . .' She searched for the appropriate word and found it. 'A load of bullshit .

We are the subject in the sentence.

Nu pedepsesti pe nimeni in afara de tine daca tii ura inauntrul tau. Ceilalti sunt ceilalti. Tu esti tu.

Compare my life to the lives of other people.

But these are other lives. Other variants of me. Not me me.' 'Yes, but while you are experiencing them, it is you who has to pay the consequences.

I know my own face too well to actually see it. Familiarity could make you a stranger to