Quotes About Self-discovery

I am not afraid of storms, for I'm still learning to sail my ship

Para mí yo no busco otra corona que la que todos pueden pretender, ni ansío la conquista de otro mundo que el que está dentro de mi propio ser.

Freedom, I found is not only in the running but in the heart, the mind, the hands.

For me, this is old. I probably know what is happening better than he does because I've tried over and over to wreck myself on another human, and always failed. I fail now. For it seems that my sorrow is deep in my bones and I'd have to break every single one to let it out.

I was the sort of kid who spent a Sunday afternoon prying little trees out of the foundation of his parents' house. I should have given in to the inevitable truth that this was the sort of person I would become, in the end, but I kept fighting it.

I think about seventy percent of my depression was my seventeenth-century warrior trying to get out.

As Grant later confessed to his wife in frank exasperation, "You know I have an 'S' in my name and don't know what it stand[s] for.

Growing into leadership begins with self-leadership—which starts with discovering and nurturing the inner drive that will spur you to seemingly impossible achievements. That drive may be moving toward your passion, if you're lucky enough to know

we always feel our reality isn't enough. So we consume drugs and give ourselves artificial memories; we want to escape from the confinement of our lives. But I assure you that the only way to resolve the conflict is to learn to accept it and find your own place in the world.

bastaría con ir soltando lastre. Con irse desnudando de las capas superfluas. Fuera la dictadura de #HacerLoQueSeDebe. Adiós a la #Ambición esclavizante y a la inseguridad torturadora (estas dos son pareja). Se acabó la #Culpabilidad y el ciego mandato de #HonrarALosPadres.

Ignoro de qué sustancia extraordinaria está confeccionada la identidad, pero es un tejido discontinuo que zurcimos a fuerza de voluntad y de memoria.

Agg'ié nagné 'eggins anyg nein'yié. [What I do shows me what I am seeking.] —Sulagnés, artist from the planet Gnío

Women have had to learn, often painfully and always with reluctance, that their freedom will not simply come of its own accord.

La hazaña de convertirse en lo que se es exige no únicamente el descubrimiento de los rasgos esenciales bajo el acicate de la pasión, de la insatisfacción, del hastío sino sobre todo el rechazo de estas falsas imágenes, que los falsos espejos ofrecen a la mujer en las cerradas galerías donde su vida transcurre.

With journaling, you see the patterns of your life; you claim—or reclaim—who you really are; you coach yourself into becoming the someone you imagined; you arrive at a sense of balance, of yourself, of wholeness. You can discover productive patterns and nonproductive patterns in your life, and you can choose to embrace the ones that move you forward.

The student is told to set apart moments in his daily life in which to withdraw into himself, quietly and alone. He is not to occupy himself at such moments with the affairs of his own ego. This would result in the contrary of what is intended. He should rather let his experiences and the messages from the outer world re-echo within his own completely silent self. At such silent moments every flower, every animal, every action will unveil to him secrets undreamt of.

I am Kim. I am Kim. And what is Kim? His soul repeated it again and again.

Down to Gehenna or up to the Throne, He travels the fastest who travels alone.

Mowgli will drive Mowgli. Go back to thy people. Go to man. -Akela

Down to Gehenna or up to the thrown, he Travels the fastest who travels alone.

He is not Ikki to dig holes, nor Mao, the Peacock, that he should fly. He is not Mang the Bat, to hang in the branches. Little bamboos that creak together, tell me where he ran?

I am two Mowglis, but the hide of Shere Khan is under my feet.

I am to pray to Bibi Miriam, and I am a Sahib'—he looked at his boots ruefully. 'No; I am Kim. This is the great world, and I am only Kim. Who is Kim?' He considered his own identity, a thing he had never done before, till his head swam. He was one insignificant person in all this roaring whirl of India, going southward to he knew not what fate.

Estaba confuso. Se miró las botas con tristeza, él que siempre había ido descalzo. ¿Quién soy yo?, se preguntó. Yo soy Kimball O'Hara, un blanco, un sahib. No, un sahib, no. Yo soy Kim. Pero, ¿quién es Kim?. Él, Kim, en medio del rugiente torbellino de la India, no era más que un ser insignificante que iba hacia el sur, ignorando lo que el destino iba a depararle.