Daniel Dennett Quotes

There's only one person who knows me - and that's me.

My knowledge of myself is direct, synthetic, from within outwards; my knowledge of other persons is indirect, analytical, from outside inwards. My knowledge of myself starts at the core; that of others at the crust.

We often do not know ourselves the grounds On which we act, though plain to others.

But what do I have? The things I'm told and the things I tell, that's all. And as far as I know, that never yet made anyone fly.

Not if I know myself at all.

I've always been a very self-aware person.

No one has ever learned fully to know themselves.

At the end of the day, you know yourself best.

But no man's a hero to himself. I've lived with me a lifetime. I know everything worth knowing about myself--" ~Something Wicked This Way Comes

No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself, But by reflection, by some other things.

To know one’s own state is not a simple matter. One cannot look directly at one’s own face with one’s own eyes, for example. One has no choice but to look at one’s reflection in the mirror. Through experience, we come to believe that the image is correct, but that is all.

If a man really knew himself he would utterly despise the ignorant notions others might form on a subject in which he had such matchless opportunities for observation.

Every one is least known to himself, and it is very difficult for a man to know himself.

Man is so constituted that he then only excels other things when he knows himself.

Inner Nature, when relied on, cannot be fooled. But many people do not look at it or listen to it, and consequently do not understand themselves very much. Having little understanding of themselves, they have little respect for themselves, and are therefore easily influenced by others.

We know others to the extent that we know ourselves.

The only subject I know anything about is myself and I don't know that too clearly.

In truth, to know oneself seems to be the hardest of all things. Not only our eye, which observes external objects, does not use the sense of sight upon itself, but even our mind, which contemplates intently another's sin, is slow in the recognition of its own defects.

It seems to me that we are profoundly ignorant of ourselves.

I feel like I have a kind of mirror blindness where it's hard for me to characterize or analyze my own work. I suspect I'm not unique in this regard.

I've always been very conscious of who I am.

I think I'm pretty self-aware.

I've always known why I do what I do. I didn't need to be psychoanalysed to find that out.

We're not the best about knowing what's the most interesting about ourselves.

I see myself as a professional feeler.