Quotes About Authenticity

?i-a dat seama c? , oricât de sincer ai fi în via?? , oamenii v?d adev?rul doar dac? este suficient de aprope de realitatea lor.

es un libro de los que leen para sentirse inteligentes, o de los que fingen no haber leído nunca para seguir pareciendo inteligentes?

the point of life is to give yourself to yourself.

Don't believe in good or bad, or winning and losing, or victory and defeat, or up and down. At your lowest and at your highest, whether you are happy or despairing or calm or angry, there is a kernel of you that stays the same. That is the you that matters.

No. The Book of Regrets is getting lighter. There's a lot of white space in there now . . . It seems that you have spent all your life saying things that you aren't really thinking. This is one of your barriers.' 'Barriers?

In quel momento pensò a come sarebbe stato accettarsi completamente. Ogni singolo errore. Ogni singola cicatrice sul suo corpo. Ogni singolo sogno mai realizzato, ogni singolo dolore che aveva provato.

I'm not interested in money or fame. I don't want to be on display like an animal in zoo.

Happiness is an accident of self-acceptance. It's the warm breeze you feel when you open the door to who you are.

In order to find the people who like you, it is first necessary to be you.

Never be cool. Never try to be cool. Never worry what the cool people think. Head for the warm people. Life is warm. You'll be cool when you're dead.

The key to happiness is finding the lie that suits you best.

So she stopped trying to think about what to write and, in sheer exasperation, just put down the first thing that came to her, the thing that she felt inside her like a defiant silent roar that could overpower any external destruction. The one truth she had, a truth

If you aim to be something you are not, you will always fail. Aim to be you. Aim to look and act and think like you. Aim to be the truest version of you. Embrace that you-ness. Endorse it. Love it. Work hard at it.

didn't want to die. And she didn't want to live any other life than the one that was hers. The one that could be a messy struggle, but it was her messy struggle. A beautiful messy struggle.

She imagined, now, what it would be like to accept herself completely. Every mistake she had ever made. Every mark on her body. Every dream she hadn't reached or pain she had felt. Every lust or longing she had suppressed. She imagined accepting it all. The way she accepted nature.

I loved someone once. A woman. I loved her madly. Do you understand? We were together, in secret, for nearly twenty years. And we were told we couldn't talk about that love… because it was dangerous. It was dangerous to love […] There comes a time when the only way to start living is to tell the truth. To be who you really are, even if it is dangerous.

Sometimes she feels like a third gender- preferring primary colors to pastels, the radio to singing. At least she's all mermaid: never gets tired of swimming, hates the thought of socks. -from "The Straight Forward Mermaid

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men, And falsehood, while I lived, was far from mine.

The difference between genuine poetry and the poetry of Dryden, Pope, and all their school, is briefly this: their poetry is conceived and composed in their wits, genuine poetry is conceived and composed in the soul.

But thou, my son, study to make prevail One colour in thy life, the hue of truth.

And long we try in vain to speak and actOur hidden self, and what we say and doIs eloquent, is well—but 'tis not true!

Ah, love, let us be true To one another!

If you don't work on yourself, then much of your politics is merely projections. We have to walk our talk and do the inner work that allows the outer work to be authentic and also effective.

If one is traveling simply for the sake of traveling," Bly liked to say, "and not for the purpose of impressing fellow travelers, the problem of baggage becomes a very simple one.