Quotes About Self-awareness

I was living, I thought I was content, I was told I was happy. I did a marvelous impression of a man not crushed by dread. Once I felt your warm breath on my neck, I was no longer invisible, you saw me, you always saw me. Me cogitas, ergo sum.

I'm a failed narcissist.

Isn't a sensitive soul simply a means of transforming a deficiency into proud disdain?

When things turn out as you expect more often than not, do you feel more in control of your destiny? Do you take more responsibility for your life? If that's the case, why do Americans always behave as if they're victims?

I'm not stupid, romantic, or a busy Russian novelist.

Beauty is truth's smile when she beholds her own face in a perfect mirror.

The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.

I came out alone on my way to my tryst. But who is this that follows me in the silent dark? I move aside to avoid his presence but I escape him not. He makes the dust rise from the earth with his swagger; he adds his loud voice to every word that I utter. He is my own little self, my lord, he knows no shame; but I am ashamed to come to thy door in his company.

When you have finished with others, that is my time.

Do not blame your food because you have no appetite.

He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow. I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being.

He whom I enclose with my name is weeping in this dungeon. I am ever busy building this wall all around; and as this wall goes up into the sky day by day I lose sight of my true being in its dark shadow. I take pride in this great wall, and I plaster it with dust and sand lest a least hole should be left in this name; and for all the care I take I lose sight of my true being. XXX

I really did think at one time that I was on the verge of becoming a poet, but Providence was kind enough to save me from that disaster.

Lo que eres no lo ves, y lo que ves es tu sombra

she had control of her emotions, and no matter what he said or did to her, she chose whether or not she would be happy.

Perv." He pointed to himself. "Male and eighteen. What's your point?

And likewise I was beginning to see my own fears and desires manifested outside myself, was beginning to see in other people's lives a commentary on my own.

Fear is a habit like any other, and habits kill what is essential in ourselves.

I'm not the kind of woman who intuitively understands or sympathises with other women, probably because I don't understand or sympathise all that much with myself.

while he talked she began to see herself as a shape, an outline, with all the detail filled in around it while the shape itself remained blank

If you have always been criticised, from before you can remember, it becomes more or less impossible to locate yourself in the time or space before the criticism was made: to believe, in other words, that you yourself exist.

Tony has taught me that my habit of wanting to please people by saying that things are better than they are just creates disappointment, mine more than anyone else's. It's a form of control, as so much of generosity is.

What I knew personally to be true had come to seem unrelated to the process of persuading others. I did not, any longer, want to persuade anyone of anything.

I said that I thought most of us didn't know how truly good or truly bad we were, and most of us would never be sufficiently tested to find out.