Quotes About Self-discovery

You must strive to find your own voice, boys, and the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it at all.

How do we, like Walt, permit our own true natures to speak? How do we strip ourselves of prejudices, habits, influences? The answer, my dear lads, is that we must constantly endeavor to find a new point of view.

Everyone ends up moving alone towards the self

I believe reading is about experiencing joy, and that we learn something about ourselves, and the world, with every book we read, whether a romance, biography, mass-market thriller, or a literary novel. ...We may agree, or we may not, on what's a good book; readers differ all the time on the quality of a book. When it comes to reading, the only opinion that should matter is our own.

Go straight to God, and dump it right at His feet. You go down with it if you have to. Then leave it there and go on and do what you know is right now . That other is done. It doesn't make you who you are. It just teaches you who to be.

Ultimately, who we are can't be hidden. But here's the deal: when we face the worst that's in us, somehow we become better than we are - better than we ever thought we could be.

I'm not saying I'm glad it happened. Not exactly. But I'm not sorry to be the person I am today, and to have the life I have now. Even though it's not what I thought I wanted for my future, a year ago, it is what I want now. ...

But I know that I'm not who I was supposed to be. Who I could have been. And I know it's because I was too afraid for too long.

My help is in the mountain Where I take myself to heal … I find a rock with sun on it And a stream where the water runs gentle And the trees which one by one gives me company. So must I stay for a long time Until I have grown from the rock And the stream is running through me And I cannot tell myself from one tall tree. … My help is in the mountain That I take away with me. Collected in: Sisters of the Earth: Women's Prose and Poetry About Nature by Lorraine Anderson

The only thing that had ever done me any good in my father's house was thinking: no one had cared what I wanted, or whether I was happy. I'd had to find my own way to anything I wanted. I'd never been grateful for that before now, when what I wanted was my life.

I couldn't be his savior; I had enough to do saving myself.

But I had not known that I was strong enough to do any of those things until they were over and I had done them.

I hadn't any business agreeing to be with someone who told me in all sincerity that I was his only hope of happiness in the world, at least not until he'd sorted his own head out and diversified.

I knew myself for the first time in a week, standing on earth instead of polished marble.

Here I had no idea what I was even meant to do, and if I didn't like it, still, I wanted to neglect my duties deliberately, and not just because I was a stupid girl who didn't know what they were.

But I had not known that I was strong enough to do any of those things until they were over and I had done them. I had to do the work first, not knowing

But we love you," my parents said. "We love you very much." I know, but they loved me as a girl. The boy within me was stuck with me. Not till much later did I find out that the boy within was really a girl.

Freedom will feel good to you too. Please acknowledge our higher purpose.

That's how I feel about my life. I like to skirt the edges. There it is in the field. Feeding itself.

Hair, pulled back or braided. Maybe it was time for a big trim. At certain points things weighed you down.

We should be telling girls what they already know but rarely see affirmed: that the lives they lead inside their own self-contained bodies; the skills they attain through their own concentration and rigor, and the unique phase in their lives during which they may explore boys and eroticism at their own pace - these are magical. And they constitute the entrance point to a life cycle of a sexuality that should be held sacred.

The maturing of a woman who has continued to grow is a beautiful thing to behold. Or, if your ad revenue or your seven-figure salary or your privileged sexual status depend on it, it is an operable condition.

It profits women little if we gain the whole world only to fear ourselves.

Perhaps we shall learn, as we pass through this age, that the 'other self is more powerful than the physical self we see when we look into a mirror.