Quotes About Aspiration

I knew what it was like to be haunted by the ghost of a self one wished to be, but only half-sensed.

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings. It is an internal sense of satisfaction to which, once we have experienced it, we know we can aspire. For having experienced the fullness of this depth of feeling and recognizing its power, in honor and self-respect we can require no less of ourselves.

The aim of each thing which we do is to make our lives and the lives of our children richer and more possible.

But I loved her, because she moved like she felt she was somebody special, like she was somebody I'd like to know someday. She moved like how I thought god's mother must have moved, and my mother, once upon a time, and someday maybe me.

Lorde asks us to do the more difficult and radical work of imagining what our realities might look like if masculinity were not the ideal to which we aspire, if heterosexuality were not the ideal to which we aspire, if whiteness were not the ideal to which we aspire.

Je savais ce que c'était d'être hantée par le fantôme d'un moi que je voulais être, mais dont je n'étais qu'à moitié consciente.

ÅžtiÅ£i cum se v?d cei înst?riÅ£i priviÅ£i de jos? Nu, nu ÅŸtiÅ£i! Ca ulii ÅŸi ca ÅŸoimii, a c?ror spate nu-l z?rim decât rareori, fiindc? ei zboar? aproape tot timpul acolo sus!

The new boyfriend) knows I write every day for hours but has no idea that all I'm writing about is me. It seems wiser to let him think I'm an aspiring novelist instead of just an alcoholic with a year of sobriety who spends eight hours a day writing about the other 16.

How many of the things I fear or dread are actually things that I want?

You need to grab your dream out of the sky like it's a kite and pinch the string through your fingers until you reach the spool.

I wanted to shove her typewriter on the floor. I hated it and I hated her. I wanted to be a Cosby.

I nodded again, but I knew I would not grow up to drive a bulldozer. It would be awful to be dirty all day like these men. I didn't say it, but at best I would keep one in the backyard, like a goat.

The more time I spent at the Finches', the more I realized what a waste of my life this school crap was. It was nothing but a holding tank for kids without bigger plans or ideas.

When you feel spontaneously excited by something—a new career you never thought about, a haircut you see in a magazine and want—shame is the voice that brings you "back down to earth.

It doesn't matter. You keep going. You keep trying to take over the world.

One day you wake up and realize the world can be conquered...

I never found beauty in longing for the impossible and never found the possible to be beyond my reach.

I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals and I loathe humanity for its failure to live up to these possibilities.

Have you ever felt the longing for someone you could admire? For something, not to look down at, but up to?

I take no pride in hopeless longing; I wouldn't hold a stillborn aspiration. I'd want to have it, to make it, to live it.

Because, you see, God—whatever anyone chooses to call God—is one's highest conception of the highest possible. And whoever places his highest conception above his own possibility thinks very little of himself and his life. It's a rare gift, you know, to feel reverence for your own life and to want the best, the greatest, the highest possible, here, now, for your very own. To imagine a heaven and then not to dream of it, but to demand it.

Know what you want in life and go after it. I worship individuals for their highest possibilities as individuals, and I loathe humanity, for its failure to live up to these possibilities.

The world you desire can be won, it exists, it is real, it is possible, it is yours.

But what man does out of despair, is not necessarily a key to his character. I have always thought that the real key is in that which he seeks for his enjoyment.