Best 147 of Self reflection quotes - MyQuotes
Speak criticism into the mirror before you share with anyone else
Half the pain in human life comes from gazing in mirrors.
When we know what we most fear, we know what we most care about.
I don’t ever want to hurt anyone, but I really wish there was something like a reset button on my life.
When was it exactly that I became... this? By small degrees, I suppose. One act presses hard upon another, on a path we have no choice but to follow, and each time there are reasons. We do what we must, we do what we are told, we do what is easiest. What else can we do but solve one sordid problem at a time? Then one day we look up and fine we are... this.
C. G. Jung
But no matter how much parents and grandparents may have sinned against the child, the man who is really adult will accept these sins as his own condition which has to be reckoned with. Only a fool is interested in other people's guilt, since he cannot alter it. The wise man learns only from his own guilt. He will ask himself: Who am I that all this should happen to me? To find the answer to this fateful question he will look into his own heart.
Diversion. Sometimes, when I set to thinking the various activities of men, the dangers and troubles which they face at Court, or in war, giving rise to so many quarrels and passions, daring and often wicked enterprises and so on, I have often said the soul cause of man’s unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in a room. A man wealthy enough for life’s needs would never leave home to go to sea or besiege some fortress if he knew how to stay at home and enjoy it. (Page 32)
the long walk home is fraught with death at every corner.
Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me of myself…
I've always had a talent for recognizing when I am in a moment worth being nostalgic for.
We see that in the organic world, to the same degree that reflection gets darker and weaker, grace grows ever more radiant and dominant. But just as two lines intersect on one side of a point, and after passing through infinity, suddenly come together again on the other side; or the image in a concave mirror suddenly reappears before us after drawing away into the infinite distance, so too, does grace return once perception, as it were, has traversed the infinite--such that it simultaneously appears the purest in human bodily structures that are either devoid of consciousness or which possess an infinite consciousness, such as in the jointed manikin or the god.
Amy Leigh Mercree
Let go of rejections and focus on self-reflection. For it is within that you will find the light you seek.
Self-reflection is an important stage to diagnose, develop and strengthen your creativity.
Everything hurts right now and nothing is helping because as the pain is getting worse — so is the love.
What distinguishes normal people is that we share a metaphorical dagger; the concerns of our self - reflection. With this dagger, we cut ourselves and bleed; and the job of our chains of self - reflection is to give us the feeling that we are bleeding together, that we are sharing something wonderful; our humanity. But if we were to examine it, we would discover that we are bleeding alone; that we are not sharing anything; that all we are doing is toying with our manageable, unreal, man-made reflection. Sorcerers are no longer in the world of daily affairs, because they are no longer prey to their self - reflection.
I have often said the soul cause of man’s unhappiness is that he does not know how to stay quietly in a room. (Page 32)
I know that this process of ‘me changing my life’ doesn’t just end once I set fire to this list of things I hate about myself. Tonight isn’t as much of a new beginning as it is a violent end and I know the real work hasn’t even started yet.
So much has been done to my body, and still, somehow, not enough.
Despite what people tell you, what you do for the majority of the day is who you are. For most people, that is their job, and if you’re not careful now, if you’re not putting your entire effort into every subject to see which ones suit you best, if you’re not taking advantage of every opportunity with the time you have right now while you're still young, you’ll never have a good understanding of yourself or your gifts. You’ll wind up picking a major at college that you don’t feel passionate about, because you don’t even know what your passion is.
Something always prevents married women from getting a good night's sleep.
So, what is my concept of a perfect life? Doing something you love, being in the company of someone you love, while all material needs are satisfied. (Hmmm…sounds almost too simple, yet it does sound like the correct formula for me.) Let’s try to simplify: Enjoyment, Love, Satisfaction. I truly believe that each of these core elements not only apply to our relationship with others and the world around us, but more importantly to our relationship with our self. That is likely one of the keys to personal fulfillment: enjoying the person you are, loving the person you are and being satisfied with the person you are. If you are not, something must change before you start worrying about gaps or missing elements regarding your relationship to the world around you. Too often, people go chasing elusive relationships and opportunities, seeking enjoyment, love and satisfaction without first attending to their relationship with their self. Start with the core, before searching for more.
He could pour himself into my little paper cup heart and my emptiness would finally have a meaning.
Writing is a blurred mirror. Sometimes we work harder to see how we are reflected, but often we avert our gaze from the shadowy image.
I ruin everything. I think that a bullet must have passed through my heart when I was very young, causing me to bleed out slowly, over things and people and every white surface that I’d ever come across.
Lina J. Potter
As the days wore on, there was less and less of Aliya left in her. She couldn’t remember what Alex’s eyes had looked like, or how her father laughed at off-color jokes, or what the head of surgery said to her the first time she walked into the operating room. It was all gone. Her new reality was the castle, Earton, and these strange people that she had to build a life with.
One's country is like oneself. The more you learned about it, the more there was to be ashamed of.
I know that your soul is on life support and that you feel lost and like you’re completely spinning out of control, but you’re finding yourself — here, tonight… even in this darkness.
My mind is like a little house, My peers break into. They rearrange my furniture, And the cabinets rifle through. They throw things out; They put things in, And erase the writing on the wall, And by the time that they walk out, It's not my mind at all.
We criticize anyone who tries to break away from the rat race, because the idea that there is a way out scares us more than dying in the state we’re in.
Lessons are learned by acknowledging the grossest and cruelest parts of ourselves.
I want you to trust yourself, baby. Love is all that matters and you’ve always known that. You’ve known, since you were a very little girl, what your life is meant to be about…
I write letters to you that you’ll never see.
I sometimes imagine meeting my seventeen-year-old self. She's still here inside me somewhere. Maybe one morning in the mirror, there she'll be. I look at her with affection and understanding and hope. She sees me and backs away in horror while I try to explain why I made the choices I made.
The things that truly define me can’t be lost.
Louis De Bernieres
No one is every only one thing. Inside one person there are so many different people, and quite often they're at war with each other, and sometimes one of them is winning, and sometimes another. We're all so hard to understand, aren't we? I don't even understand myself.
COMING FORTH INTO THE LIGHT I was born the day I thought: What is? What was? And What if? I was transformed the day My ego shattered, And all the superficial, material Things that mattered To me before, Suddenly ceased To matter. I really came into being The day I no longer cared about What the world thought of me, Only on my thoughts for Changing the world.
Your personal truth is your gift to the world.
You desire happiness. I desire to educate my desire.
Do we know our source or ‘ourselves?’ Who am I? Within ourselves, operate different levels and layers. One layer that we show to the world and another that we truly are.
And he told me that anything more than twelve minutes of personal pain was self-indulgence, which did more to jerk me out of the state of complete numbness I was in than anything else could have done
The Fall will always be yours and mine…
The dancing Sun the dancing moon the dancing stars and the dancing galaxies are the direct expression of our divine Self.
3762 Hence the necessity of getting off the merry-go-round too figure out what is really going on and let your sad feelings tell their own sometimes weird, complex, and long-winded story.
Our observer is not affected by emotional ups and downs, our personal life dramas, or by the events of the external world. It is our observer, at the core of our being, that teaches us to let go as we begin identify with it rather than with all the hubbub of our moment-to-moment experience and our mental chatter about it.
I wish that love could be broken down the way it breaks me down.
I've never been in the military, but I have a purple heart: I got it from beating myself up over things that I can't fix.
Ever the cynic, I doubt my own humanity.
When was it exactly that I became... this? By small degrees, I suppose. Once act presses hard upon another, on a path we have no choice but to follow, and each time there are reasons. We do what we must, we do what we are told, we do what is easiest. What else can we do but solve one sordid problem at a time? Then one day we look up and fine we are... this.
You haunt my days and dreams.
I love widely and deeply, the Naive sense of Primitivism I manage to project in my Art. It always gives me a sense that it is not developed or derived from anything else, and it is unaffected by objective reasoning. Very similar to my nomadic life.