Quotes About Self-awareness

In the past I would self destruct when it came to love - I was immature, throwing myself into things but now times have changed, I want a relationship where you understand the other person.

I realized my hands were in my pockets. He couldn't hold one even if he wanted to. Not unless he actively dug it out, which would be weird. He probably thought I was sending him a specific message not to hold my hand. I took my hands out of my pockets. The problem is I like having my hands in my pockets. It's my natural position. They felt unwieldy hanging by my sides, as if I was walking like a Neanderthal. Why was I so bad at this?

My dad always says, some people will treat you badly and you can't help that. But how you handle it and how it makes you feel, that's up to you.

I do believe that when you know better, you do better. You know what was wrong about the last relationship, and hopefully you will do better the next time.

Men look at themselves in mirrors. Women look for themselves.

if you're like nearly everybody else in this world, you've accepted so many things without question that you're not really thinking at all

When you get to your mid-20s, you start to feel responsibilities for the things that you do and the people around you. It's a cool age.

In this Manner did she applaud her own Conduct, and exult with the Imagination that she had more Prudence than all her Sex beside. And it must be confessed, indeed, that she preserved an

The image of ourselves in the minds of others is the picture of a stranger we shall never see.

Mark I. Rosen writes, "We admire traits in others that we admire in ourselves; we denigrate others when their behavior doesn't conform to our values. We find it almost impossible to climb inside someone else's head and see the world through different eyes.

Finding ways to handle the negative feelings requires conscious thought on your part.

And each man stands with his face in the light of his own drawn sword. Ready to do what a hero can.

Why didn't you mention how you were feeling?" "Because it's feelings," I said. "And feelings are terrible.

If there was one vice his old masters could smell out from a thousand li away, it was thinking too well of yourself. Or the other form of vanity that was thinking too little. *

For one thing, while humans traditionally divided themselves up into lovers and fighters, I considered myself living evidence that that was a false binary, having no skill with either set of tools.

Whose judgment do you think he faces, if not his own?

Anyway, dissociation is a great coping skill. It can keep you going and functional basically forever. The problems hit when it starts to break down, which is essentially as soon as you start to question your own detachment.

Dust caught himself smirking again. How hard could it be, to let the smile happen?

Gavin was not prey to the irrational hormonal urges of meat-a kindess for which he thanked his makers-but he was not without feelings.

If she could externalize, make the emotion other, she would not believe it.

How would she know, in the end, what was her desire and what was given her?

It was almost a clea hate, for a moment, untainted by her own failures.

She folded her arms across her chest and leaned back in her chair, aware of how defensive her body language was and not caring at all.

Bad enough to be here, doing this. Worse to have to stop and think about it.