Quotes About Self-discovery

I certainly haven't been shopping for any new shoes, And I certainly haven't been spreading myself around I still only travel by foot, and by foot it's a slow climb But I'm good at being uncomfortable, So I can't stop changing all the time.

to deny someone an education is not just a crime but a sin, because you are denying that person the opportunity to realize who he or she is meant to be.

It was only when I stopped pretending to be someone else that I found my real friends.

Knowing who you are is good for one generation only.

We, who are so schooled in the art of listening to the voices of others, can often hear our own voice only when we are alone. . . For many women, the first choice, then, is to give ourselves the necessary time and space in which to renew our acquaintance with our lost voice, to learn to recognize it, and to rejoice as we hear it express our truth.

Begin. . . where you are, NOT where you want to be. Begin stuck in the doldrums of your false story--if that is where you are. Begin there because, in truth, there is no other place to start from. Tell yourself that you are going to listen for the sound of your own voice--and remind yourself when you forget. And you will forget, over and over again.

So we see man's work is ever with himself.

I say to my congregants, "If you believe in God, the best thing you can do for yourself is to suspend your belief for a while, because undoubtedly your God is too small and you must grow beyond that God. On the other hand, if you don't believe in God, your very disbelief is a stumbling block. Kick it away and place your faith in somehting more ennobling than disbelief. Take a flier. Expand your purview. Take a leap of faith.

No conviction makes so lasting an impression on the mind as that which it works out for itself.

Huy?n t??ng l?n nh?t c?a tôi là gì ?? Là tìm th?y trong chính con ng??i mình s?c m?nh ch?p nh?n s? ??n ?i?u.

Tôi không bi?t mình là ai, nh?ng tôi bi?t ?i?u mình không mu?n là: m?t ng??i cô ??c. M?t ng??i cô ??c thì ch?ng là ng??i nào c?.

Có th?i ?i?m, kho?ng t?m gi?a tu?i hai m??i và hai m??i l?m, ta chân thành ngh? r?ng mình s? không tr? nên gi?ng v?i nh?ng ng??i khác.

I've gone very far, far away, but my character keeps me close to home.

Aquellos a quienes debía amar, han muerto; han muerto los que hubieran podido amarme. Y no tengo tiempo ni fuerzas para intentar el viaje hacia aquellos que sobreviven, para redescubrirlos. No hay nada en mí, ni siquiera mi voz, mis ademanes ni mi risa, que no pertenezca al monstruo que he lanzado contra el mundo y a quien he dado mi nombre.

And since he was seeing more and more people who were unhappy for no apparent reason, he was becoming more and more tired, and even a little happy himself. He began to wonder whether he was in the right profession, whether he was happy with his life, whether he wasn't missing out on something. And then he felt very afraid because he wondered whether these unhappy people were contagious.

I know all except myself.

Participation in the creative processes of theatre is the best way to reveal the human being, and through this to understand one's self and one's society.

You will find out who you are when your choices test you. In the end, we are what we do and what we allow to be done.

She was not undamaged, however, and she knew it. No food or drink had passed her lips, but she had drunk deep of the Truth, and now it could not be flushed out of her system with bitter cordials, or washed from her skin, or picked out of her hair.

I don't care about my face! I'm tired of being stupid, and everybody keeping me stupid just for the sake of my face. Even if it means I have to run off and live in the wild caves with a bag over my head, I still want to know what's going on. I need to know.

Why must we look inward, and only inward, as if the world ends where the sky begins?

At your age, you are still asking yourself: Who should I be? I must ask myself: Did I manage to be the person I wanted to be, in the end? And how many chances do I have left to be that person?

I've grown certain that the root of all fear is that we've been forced to deny who we are.

Olvida lo que no eres y recordarás lo que siempre has sido: alguien fuera de este mundo.