Quotes About Self-discovery

Howard Gardner, in his book Extraordinary Minds, concluded that exceptional individuals have "a special talent for identifying their own strengths and weaknesses.

When you're lying on your deathbed, one of the cool things to say is, 'I really explored myself.' This sense of urgency was instilled when my mom died. If you only go through life doing stuff that's easy, shame on you.

They love to learn. And teaching is a wonderful way to learn. About people and how they tick. About what you teach. About yourself. And about life.

When you're lying on your deathbed, one of the cool things to say is, 'I really explored myself.' This sense of urgency was instilled when my mom died. If you only go through life doing stuff that's easy, shame on you." So

It may feel as though the fixed mindset gave you your ambition, your edge, your individuality. Maybe you fear you'll become a bland cog in the wheel just like everyone else. Ordinary. But opening yourself up to growth makes you more yourself, not less.

When you're lying on your deathbed, one of the cool things to say is, 'I really explored myself.' T

No matter how much people want to feel loved, appreciated, and a part of things, they will be lonely until they make a commitment to themselves, a commitment that is so total that they will give up community and love, if necessary, to be fully who they are.

The way to free ourselves of shadow possession is to awaken our heroic potential.

The hero's journey requires us to find our uniqueness. We simply cannot do that without enough solitude to find out who we are. Most of us need some time alone every day just to stay clear.

The natural way to activate inner potential is to shine the light of consciousness upon it.

Abandonment actually is quite facilitative at this stage. When Wanderers do not let another in, whether it is parent, lover, therapist, analyst, or teacher, it is important for that helper to pull away so that Wanderers can experience fully the aloneness they have created for their own growth. Otherwise, they will be diverted from recognizing their loneliness by fighting off the assaults of others against their walls.

No life, no matter how successful and exciting it might be, will make you happy if it is not really your life. And no life will make you miserable if it is genuinely your own.

The hero's journey requires us to find our uniqueness. We simply cannot do that without enough solitude to find out who we are.

Of course, life does not always follow our scripts. We get feedback from what really happens; this sharpens our reality principle so that we can think things through more intelligently the next time. The point is, we live out some options and we imagine our way through others. In either case, we learn what we want, what we believe in, what our values are. We will never know who we are and what we want if we just stay in our old ruts. This is why we must wander a bit to grow.

In one day I had altered my life; my life, therefore, was alterable. This simple axiom did not call out for exegesis; no, it entered my bloodstream directly, as powerful as heroin. I could feel it pump and surge, the way it brightened my veins to a kind of glass. I had wakened that morning to narrowness and predestination and now I was falling asleep in the storm of my own free will.

Fitzgerald was telling us that Americans are inclined to bypass act two; they don't want to go through the pain that self-discovery requires.

Being alone gave me a chance to process what my senses took in without having to factor in other people's opinions.

One day you'll wake up and you'll realise that you're OK again.

You grow through love. You don't postpone love until you stop growing.

Dear Beck, It's not your fault you were born on an island. Of course you identify as an island. But, dear girl, you're not an island. Be populated. Be welcoming to love. Love, Beck.

know it's hard, being with the wrong person when the right person is right here.

You look up and now I see a part of you that's new to me, a part that does want to be killed and I don't think you've ever been loved the right way and you don't say anything and I don't say anything and we both know that you're testing me, testing the world. You didn't get off that stage tonight until the last person stopped clapping and you didn't tie your shoelaces and you blamed the world when you tripped.

All the joy is gone, somewhere along the way she broke her own heart and without a heart you can't get better.

I need help--Hey Siri, how do you kill love?--but who am I kidding? She doesn't know. No one knows. I have to figure it out myself, alone...