Quotes About Self-discovery

The most important questions in life can never be answered by anyone except oneself.

I am infinitely strange to myself.

You wish to be liked. I wish simply to be. One day you will know what that means, perhaps. And you will smile. Not against me. But with me.

A lot of times we find ourselves in this wonderful place where we've gotten to, but there is another place for us to go & we kind of have to leave behind the security of who we've become & go to the place who we are becoming

has a purpose in you. Christ's purpose in you is to reveal Himself to you, through you, in you. We

the answer is not in the damn blank page - it's in the days or years before and you have to dredge it up - exhume the past again ...

ambition or contentment? This simple question led me back to a more balanced view of life and put me in touch with the Me I used to know...

and not out of fear or loneliness, but only to find myself again... for we have come too far my Life, to turn back now...

at some point we must achieve our identity -we can't be always in adolescence seeking who we are...

my early writing was a silent fury - at what or whom, I had no idea - but I shut it in until it burned my bones and now, I've let it out...

at seventeen I tried to write poetry confining myself solely to Anglo-Saxon words - don't know if it helped, but it made me more concrete ...

as the foot of the marble sink that was Jonathan's next destination. His sink. One of two.

I don't remember the moment I knew I was broken...but I do recall when I started to understand that it might be okay. It was the moment I fell in love with the boy with the green eyes.

The very thought of being gay gave me chills. Not because of what I thought of it, but for what others would.

I was seventeen and on the edge of an eighteen that seemed terrifying to a young man not sure of his sexuality. I knew I liked guys but was still under the delusion that an attraction to guys didn't make you gay just like drowning didn't mean you were breathing water. it just made you different, and as we all know, in high school there is nothing worse than being different.

If a man couldn't escape what he came from, we would most of us still be peasants in Old World hovels. But if, having escaped or not, he wants in some way to know himself, define himself, and tries to do it without taking into account the thing he came from, he is writing without any ink in his pen.

To love someone is to acknowledge the goodness of who they are. Through loving a person we awaken their awareness of their own innate goodness. It is as though they cannot know how worthy they are until they look into the mirror of our love and see themselves.

You are so busy being YOU that you have no idea how utterly unprecedented you are.

Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.

In life, finding a voice is speaking and living the truth. Each of you is an original. Each of you has a distinctive voice. When you find it, your story will be told. You will be heard.

Live your life the way you want. You'll figure it out.

Our truest self is often the person we allow no one else to see—who we are when we are alone. In the real world, we edit. We compromise and prevaricate.

She turned the water scalding hot and scrubbed her face until it hurt, but the eyes still looked wrong. She tore off her clothes and stepped into the shower; but it was not enough. The dirt was on the inside.

We can reach our potential, but to do so, we must reach within ourselves. We must summon the strength, the will, and the faith to move forward - to be bold - to invest in our future.