Quotes About Self-discovery

Change is hard for most people. Not me. I love re-creating myself. Change means you get to choose again. Become something new.

Deep feelings indeed, Circenn thought morosely. Deep disgust with myself.

This is my idea of a sex dream? Clearly, I need more practice. Scrambling to the edge of the bed, she claps a hand to her mouth, and laughs. "I belched!" she proclaims delightedly. "I always wondered what it would feel like." She frowns. "Ugh. Like a wee gaheena was trying to crawl up my throat. Not a pleasant sensation at all. But once it started coming out, it felt wonderful." She's

I munch candy bar after candy bar as I move deeper into the nutty place.

Decide, Ms. Lane," Barrons said, behind me. "Choose," V'lane agreed. "Go to hell, both of you! New world. New rules. New me. Don't call me. I'll call you.

Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.

She doesn't know how to answer the man's question about why she snuck into the conch. She just feels like there's something she needs to protect. Some larval understanding, something cocooned inside her, that seems to get unspun and exploded with each passing year. Big Red curls up in a cold recess of the conch. That's the way to do it, the grown-up voices whisper. Wear your skeleton on the inside out, and keep your insect heart secret.

I believe I met my mother there, in the final instant. Not her ghost but some vaster portion of her, her self boundlessly recharged beneath the water. Her courage. In the cave I think she must have lent me some of it, because the strength I felt then was as huge as the sun. The yellow inside you that makes you want to live. I believe that she was the pulse and bloom that forced me toward the surface.

In the beginning, fifty hours sounded like a bleak ocean of time, more hours than Sawtooth wanted to spend with himself, let alone with another person. Now he needs the girl to sit and measure time with him, the way the neighbor woman needs her prescription mirror so that she doesn't forget her own face.

Nal had begun to sense that his life had jumped the rails—and then right at his nadir, he'd agreed to an "avant" haircut performed by Cousin Steve.

I have risen as far as this world will permit me to go," the doctor told the empty cave. "To travel farther, must I also invert myself entirely?

That summer Nal was fourteen and looking for excuses to have extreme feelings about himself.

She doesn't know how to answer the man's question about why she snuck into the conch. She just feels like there's something she needs to protect. Some larval understanding, something cocooned inside her, that seems to get unspun and exploded with each passing year... That's the way to do it , the grown up voices whisper. Wear your skeleton on the inside out, and keep your insect heart secret.

You know you're in a good place when you no longer are interested in looking back. You prefer to enjoy the journey.

You are an unfinished work in progress. One of the good things about life's challenges: You get to find out that you're capable of being far more than you ever thought possible.

It is often your deepest pain which empowers you to grow to your highest self

Time is a funny thing. It can take some people a whole lifetime before they realize they've been playing tug-of-war all by themselves.

Been there, done that, bought the T-shirt, thank you very much. Have no interest in a repeat performance." So

If it got out that I didn't have to rush back, I'd be forced to stay longer. The thought of remaining scared me. Like I'd start shedding my new, shiny skin I'd worked so hard to achieve, revealing the scarred and ugly person beneath.

Everything I've ever learned has brought me to this one conclusion – we are all thrown into this world without a road map, and it's up to us to muddle through. We are free to make a mess of it or to make a success out of our lives. Most of us choose something in between.

Throughout our lives we are all falling. Falling down, falling out, falling away. Falling in love. The trick is finding someone to catch us. And sometimes we surprise ourselves by finding out that person is us.

Learning who you are and changing aren't always the same thing, you know. Sometimes we think we've changed, but all we've done is grow into the person we were always meant to be.

We are born to fight the bends and curves of our own rivers, pushing back that which will not give, understanding where we are meant to be only when we let go and let the river take us back tot he place where we began.

Min tunga hade alltid varit ett smidigt och pålitligt verktyg, men nu vägrade den att göra tjänst mer. Alldeles som jag nyss hade hade lyssnat för första gången i mitt liv, visste jag, att om jag nu vill tala, måste det vara på ett nytt sätt, som jag ännu inte var mogen för. De lager av mig själv, som nu skulle komma till tals, hade väl aldrig förr format några ord (s. 138).