Quotes About Self-awareness

How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know that refracted your own light to you? People were more often - he searched for a simile, found one in his work - torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of yours and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought?

Every morning I jump out of bed and step on a landmine. The landmine is me. After the explosion, I spend the rest of the day putting the pieces together. Now, it's your turn. Jump!

Men throw huge shadows on the lawn, don't they? Then, all their lives, they try to run to fit the shadows. But the shadow are always longer. Only at noon can a man fit in his own shoes, his own best suit, for a few brief minutes. But we're in a new age where we can think up a Big Idea and run it around in a machine. That makes the machine more than a machine, doesn't it?

We're all fools," said Clemens, "all the time. It's just we're a different kind each day. We think, I'm not a fool today. I've learned my lesson. I was a fool yesterday but not this morning. Then tomorrow we find out that, yes, we were a fool today too. I think the only way we can grow and get on in this world is to accept the fact we're not perfect and live accordingly.

Leisure." "Oh, but we've plenty of off hours." "Off hours, yes. But time to think?

Los libros están para recordarnos lo tontos y estúpidos que somos. Son la guardia pretoriana de César, susurrando mientras tiene lugar el desfile por la avenida: «Recuerda, César, eres mortal.»

Hepimiz aptal?z, dedi Clemens, hem de her zaman. Sadece her gün farkl? türden aptal?z. San?yoruz ki bugün aptal deÄŸiliz, dersimizi ald?k. Dün aptald?m ama bu sabah deÄŸilim. Ertesi gün anl?yoruz ki, evet, o gün de aptald?k...

Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces. They beat me with sticks. By the time I was forty my blunt instrument had been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hide your ignorance, no one will hit you and you'll never learn.

Why,' said Montag slowly, 'we've stopped in front of my house.

To you and your mother, yes, I try. But no man's a hero to himself. I've lived with me a lifetime, Will. I know everything worth knowing about myself—

But no man's a hero to himself

I have not so much thought my way through life as done things and found what it was and who I was after the doing.

Never test another man by your own weakness.

It is my belief no man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self-knowledge.

One can't live with one's finger everlastingly on one's pulse.

The man who says that he has no illusions has at least that one.

It was, in the night, as though I had been faced by my own reflection in the depths of a somber and immense mirror.

I wondered how far I should turn out faithful to that ideal conception of one's own personality every man sets up for himself secretly.

La vida és ben rara, un arranjament misteriós de lògica despietada per una finalitat fútil. El màxim que se'n pot esperar és un coneixement de tu mateix, que arriba massa tard, i una collita de retrets inextingibles.

Hullunkurinen juttu, tämä elämä – tämä salaperäinen järjestelmä, jonka armoton logiikka toimii turhaa tarkoitusta varten. Enin mitä siltä voi toivoa saavansa on vähäinen itsetuntemus – joka tulee liian myöhään, satonaan lähtemätön katumus.

Gewiss," he said, and stood still holding up the candelabrum, but without looking at me. "Evident! What is it that by inward pain makes him know himself? What is it that for you and me makes him — exist?

I remembered the old doctor —'It would be interesting for science to watch the mental changes of individuals, on the spot.' I felt I was becoming scientifically interesting.

Senti que estava me tornando cientificamente interessante.

I didn't know what he was playing up to—if he was playing up to anything at all—and I suspect he did not know either; for it is my belief no man ever understands quite his own artful dodges to escape from the grim shadow of self-knowledge.