Quotes About Self-awareness

My unhappiness stemmed entirely from my own vices, and I had no way of fighting anybody.

I smiled in my weakness.

I know that I am liked by other people, but I seem to be deficient in the faculty to love others. (I should add that I have very strong doubts as to whether even human beings really possess this faculty.)

Am I what they call an egoist? Or am I the opposite, a man of excessively weak spirit? I really don't know myself, but since I seem in either case to be a mass of vices, I drop steadily, inevitably, into unhappiness, and I have no specific plan to stave off my descent.

Whenever I let the slightest thing make me forget myself, I can't help but be disappointed

Am I wrong in thinking that these people have become such complete egoists and are so convinced of the normality of their way of life that they have never once doubted themselves?

I can't even guess myself what it must be to live the life of a human being.

Before anyone realized it, I had become an accomplished clown

A life free of lies! Ah, but that, too, was, by definition, a lie. Surely a lie already dwelled in the heart of anyone who sought to make such distinctions and stand in judgment.

This year I am twenty-seven. My hair has become much greyer. Most people would take me for over forty.

As a child I had absolutely no notion of what others, even members of my own family, might be suffering or what they were thinking. I was aware only of my own unspeakable fears and embarrassments. Before anyone realized it, I had become an accomplished clown, a child who never spoke a single truthful word.

One of my tragic flaws is the compulsion to add to every situation -a quality which has made people call me at times a liar- but I have almost never embellished in order to bring myself any advantage;

Eu sou um gato, de Soseki,

I'm the fool who doesn't know the limits of stupidity.

To fall for", "to be fallen for"- I feel in these words something unspeakably vulgar, farcical, and at the same time extraordinarily complacent.

I know that I am liked by other people, but I seem to be deficient in the faculty to love others.

Un hombre que se enamora cada día más profundamente de sí mismo no escucha lo que los demás le dicen. Lo siguiente de lo que se da cuenta es que yace en un subterráneo, indigno de considerarse humano.

I've become a man who can't say a single bad thing about anybody. I'm a coward—timid whenever I meet someone.

Conheçais vós, vossa própria pusilanimidade, vossos mistérios, vossa perversidade, vossa ardileza e vossa feitiçaria.

Even if someone says nasty things about me, I don't recognize their ill will toward me. I feel thankful that they are forcing themselves to say such difficult things for my sake.

I stay kind to my friends and in the corner of my heart I'm always quietly thinking that 'kindness to others always comes back to oneself,' so I'm really a pathetic man.

The reason I can point out a person's evil nature is because I have that same evil nature within me

Why has such a good plan never occurred to me before? All the suffering I have gone through has been because of my own stupidity.

Los cobardes temen hasta la felicidad. Pueden herirse incluso con el algodón. A veces, hasta la felicidad les hiere.