Nina Hoss Quotes

I was one of those dark, quiet kids that wrote poetry.

I find myself a fascinating subject.

My life day in and day out is accessing my emotions and bringing them to the forefront.

I was highly sensitive and still am, but as a kid I could tap into my emotional state rather easily.

It is doubtless a vice to turn one's eyes inward too much, but I am my own comedy and tragedy.

Whenever you find tears in your eyes, especially unexpected tears, it is well to pay the closest attention.

I usually look in my eyes to tell the truth of how I'm feeling that day.

Perhaps a child, like a cat, is so much inside of himself that he does not see himself in the mirror.

You can only see in others what is inside of you.

Perhaps I'm just over-sensitive.

With every year that passes, the easier I cry. The wind blows and I find myself moved by something.

I guess I've been existing in my own head a lot.

In some ways, in 'The Queen of the Night,' I'm writing about some of the experience that I had with 'Edinburgh' where I was entirely unable to speak about what had happened to me as a child, but I could read from the novel.

A very elementary exercise in psychology, not to be dignified by the name of psycho-analysis, showed me, on looking at my notebook, that the sketch of the angry professor had been made in anger. Anger had snatched my pencil while I dreamt. But what was anger doing there? Interest, confusion, amusement, boredom--all these emotions I could trace and name as they succeeded each other throughout the morning. Had anger, the black snake, been lurking among them? Yes, said the sketch, anger had.

If you're feeling stressed or anxious and you don't know why, ask yourself: What little thing led me here? Recently, I canceled on a friend because I was tired. I went to bed feeling stressed out, and I realized, I feel bad because I canceled.

I usually only draw myself in down periods... I suppose that's why I often draw myself looking grim. I just think, 'Let's have a look in the mirror.' When you are alone and you look in a mirror you never put on a pleasing smile. Well, you don't, do you?

Keeping a diary supports personal development.

I myself have noticed my growing resemblance to a daffodil.

A fearful man who knows he is fearful is far more trustable than a fearful man who isn’t aware of his fear.

You've been thinking and I've been drinking.

Isn't it weird that I'm getting all emotionable?

If you're aware when it's going on, you can deal with it and change it. If you're not aware of it, you'll be mystified at the states that come and go seemingly without reason.

I think I do overshare, and I sometimes marvel that I do it. But it's sort of - in a way, it's my way of trying to understand myself.

Man shouldn't be able to see his own face. That's what's most terrible. Nature gave him the possibility of not seeing it, as well as the incapacity of not seeing his own eyes.

...Sometimes I dream that everything in the world is here, in my room, in a great closet, named and orderly, and I am here too, in front of it, hardly able to see for the flash and the brightness- and sometimes I am that madcap person clapping my hands and singing; and sometimes I am that quiet person down on my knees.