We should not be upset that others hide the truth from us, when we hide it so often from ourselves
Men who cannot deceive others are very often successful at deceiving themselves.
Why did we become blind, I don't know, perhaps one day we'll find out, Do you want me to tell you what I think, Yes, do, I don't think we did go blind, I think we are blind, Blind but seeing, Blind people who can see, but do not see.
You can't see the picture when you're in the frame.
People don't know anything about themselves because they're all worried about everybody else.
It’s hard to see the whole picture when you are in the frame.
More often than we realize, people see in us what we don't see in ourselves.
The lives of most people are small tight pallid and sad, more to be mourned than their deaths. We starve at the banquet: We cannot see that there is a banquet because seeing the banquet requires that we see also ourselves sitting there starving-seeing ourselves clearly, even for a moment, is shattering. We are not dead but asleep, dreaming of ourselves.
But I tend to think of the expressive part of me as rather tedious - never curious or responsive, but blind and self-serving.
Those men that in their writings are most wise Own nothing but their blind, stupefied hearts.
When you are fooled by something else, the damage will not be so big. But when you are fooled by yourself, it is fatal. No more medicine.
At the moment of vision, the eyes see nothing.
Love is everywhere, but if our eyes aren't open to see it, we miss out. Who among us hasn't missed out on love because we were looking for it in one package and it came in another? Our problem is rarely a lack of love so much as a mental block to our awareness of its presence.*
He knoweth the universe, and himself he knoweth not.
He knows the universe and does not know himself.
As the fly bangs against the window attempting freedom while the door stands open, so we bang against death ignoring heaven.
Furthermore, what profit was it to me that I, rascally slave of selfish ambitions that I was, read and understood by myself as many books as I could get concerning the so-called liberal arts?...I had turned my back to the light and my face to the things it illuminated, and so no light played upon my own face, or on the eyes that perceived them.
So, blind to Someone I must be.
I'm drawn to playing characters who are terribly flawed and have no idea about it.
