Quotes About Self-awareness

Understand both yourself and your enemy, and you shall always emerge victorious

Once you're old enough to recognize a hole in yourself it's too late for the hole to be filled.

At the moment, I think we each genuinely believed ourselves to be the protagonist, and the other a naive and pardonable walk-on whose role might even have a tragic end. Still, it was good to trade compassion in that large and chilly room, regardless if one of us, or perhaps both of us, would turn out to be mistaken.

You are accepting painful feelings as a part of your life, perhaps even rationalizing them as being good for you. It's time to stop.

It's a mistake to think that if we don't remember or don't acknowledge painful experiences they will just disappear. In fact, great damage is done to us by those phantoms and pieces of memories that swim around in the unconscious, the part of us that never forgets. Unpleasant experiences gain power over us by being denied or hidden, but they can be made to relinquish that power when they are brought out in the open.

Anger is an emotion just as joy and fear are. It is neither right nor wrong—it just is.

he felt about his inability to open up to anyone emotionally, but I urged him to go easy on himself. He hadn't had anyone to teach him those things when he was young, and they're pretty tough to pick up on your own. "It would be like expecting yourself to play a piano concerto when you didn't even know where middle-C was!

Even after we grow up, many of us continue to believe that we have little control over our lives. We may see others as the decision-makers in our lives and come to view life as something that happens to us. This belief system, reinforced by childhood identification with mothers who model extreme dependency and helplessness, set many women up for abusive marriages.

So many people fail to realise that the greatest journey one can ever take is the journey to the very centre of one's being.

the most important thing of all was that I should be myself. "If you try to be someone other than yourself you'll never be happy," he had said. "You've got to be honest with yourself so that you can be honest with other people.

My heart kind of hurt when I looked at her. Not because I was in love, but because I could tell from looking at her that she didn't hate herself. Not only didn't she seem to hate herself, she barely seemed to think about herself. How fucking glorious must that be?

I am not a people person.

Well, at least I can spare myself the ordeal of a whole battery of personality tests. My personality is poor; that much is clear.

If you're not happy, it's all on you. If you want to find your way, be your own compass.

People have trouble admitting when they act for purely selfish reasons. Telling the truth about something like that forces them to redefine their sense of self. So they make up a story. We all do it. Tell stories to explain the unexplainable. To get by. Sometimes the stories even help us survive that which would otherwise destroy us.

I like that you're emotionally broken," she said cheerfully. "It keeps the playing field level." "I'm not broken. I'm quirky." "Is that what we're calling it?" she asked.

When we don't like something in someone else, a lot of the time it's because we don't like it in ourselves.

People have trouble admitting when they act for purely selfish reasons. Telling the truth about something like that forces them to redefine their sense of self. So they make up a story. We all do it. Tell stories to explain the unexplainable. To get by. Sometimes the stories even help us survive that which would otherwise

None of us is exactly how we want to be. The goal is to be the best person we can be, given our flaws.

It's easy to see what's wrong with other people. It's correcting our own lives that's hard.

was easy to give someone else advice, but much harder to know what to do yourself.

What she hadn't counted on was the fact that she couldn't see a way out. Which would have been something she could manage if only she'd been able to pretend that she wasn't the problem. Because her being the problem implied the only thing standing between her and happiness was herself, and how on earth was she supposed to fix that?

You care more than you think and I can't help but wonder if that's the real problem.

I'd chosen the regret I could live with best, that's all. I'd chosen the life I belonged to.