Quotes About Self-awareness

Nós somos juízes muito mais severos dos nossos próprios atos. Julgamos nossos pensamentos, nossas intenções secretas e até nossos sonhos...

You must not get trapped in humanity and its struggles. You must keep alive your contact with all things, your relationships to all kinds of people. When you are too much invaded by others' discords, when you are driven by scruples or guilt to retrogress in order to help others live, and when they try to crystallize you in one role, you lose your ability to maintain and sustain the flow, you arrest the turning of the bigger wheels, you get caught in the spokes.

I smoke, get up, move about. I cannot bear my own company. I have not learned yet to replace introspection by thinking. I could meditate on Spengler, for instance, but in ten minutes I am again devouring myself.

Henry, I'm afraid of the adulation I'm getting. Be severe with me. Don't let me get spoiled. I knew I should live alone as I did before. It is good for one.

I never want to try and be a thinker again. I'm not a thinker. I'd really like to read what somebody else wrote about Lawrence, and, by God, hereafter I will.

Don't hesitate to betray your ignorance. It's no crime.

I don't like veering around from one thing to another—one day the analyst, the next day the dancer, the next day the movies, and so on. I know it's sheer desperation that provokes this. And I know it's because I am ineffective that causes it. So it's no reproach. I'm responsible. But what to do? What, what, what? It drives me nuts.

That is why I always lie. I can't have a truthful relationship. Gore's idealization of me sets my pattern. I begin truthfully, but then I withhold what hurts him, what would destroy his illusion. I hide my psychoanalysis, my real age, my sexual needs, my past lovers and experience, my negro lover, and I give him his dream, his ideal woman. But where am I in the end?

We are like sculptors, constantly carving out of others the image we long for, need, love or desire, often against reality, against their benefit, and always, in the end, a disappointment, because it does not fit them.

I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me

I have no brakes on...analysis is for those who are paralyzed by life.

I'm sick of my own romanticism!

Does one ever know what another person is really like, even someone very close to us? Do we know what we are like ourselves? What we are today may not be what we are tomorrow.

Does one ever know what another person is really like, even someone very close to us? Do we know what we are like ourselves? What we are today may not be what we are tomorrow. I

I would look in the mirror and think, "This is what I am, make the most of it. Trust it. Believe in it. Confidence will prevail!

Quel che si possiede in se stessi di diverso, è proprio quel che si possiede di rado, quel che attribuisce a ciascuno il suo valore; ed è proprio quello che si cerca di sopprimere. Si imita. E si pretende di amare la vita.

Ours is an illusionless humanism that cares about protecting our species, especially from itself. We must forgive humanity, and ourselves, for being what we are – neither angels nor beasts...

Já o ateísmo é uma forma de humildade. É considerar-se um animal, como de fato somos, e deixar-nos o encargo de nos tornar humanos.

In other people's company I felt I was dull, gloomy, unwelcome, at once bored and boring...

I can't expect others to share my virtues. It's good enough for me if they share my vices.

I exist only as a whole; my only claim is to be natural, and the pleasure I feel in an action, I take as a sign that I ought to do it.

The things one feels are different about oneself are the things that are rare, that give each person their value - and these are the things they try to repress. The imitate and make out they love life!

I looked at myself in the mirror and didn't like what I saw.

A caterpillar who seeks to know himself would never become a butterfly