Quotes About Self-discovery

We fear the beast because we fear the beast within...

She closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them and gazed at me. 'I wonder if you know how you have changed. It is the one good, perhaps, to come out of this terrible year. Oh, the spark was clear in you when you first came to me - but you covered your light as if you were afraid of what would happen if anybody saw it. You were like a flame blown by the wind until it is almost extinguished. All I had to do was put the glass around you. And now, how you shine!

But are not this struggle and even the mistakes one may make better, and do they not develop us more, than if we kept systematically away from emotions?

Every life is many days, day after day. We walk through ourselves, meeting robbers, ghosts, giants, old men, young men, wives, widows, brothers-in-love. But always meeting ourselves.

Joy of life seems to me to arise from a sense of being where one belongs ... of being foursquare with the life we have chosen. All the discontented people I know are trying sedulously to be something they are not, to do something they cannot do.

A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.

To be adult is to be alone (etre adulte, c'est etre seul).

Opera purges men of those hesitations and worries which make it difficult for them to acknowledge their importance to themselves. A good performance of an opera, that is, provides a language for us to speak of ourselves as we have always known we should speak.

The only way to find out if you can write is to set aside a certain period every day and try. Save enough money to give yourself six months to be a full-time writer. Work every day and the pages will pile up.

The proper means of increasing the love we bear our native country is to reside some time in a foreign one.

I look forward to being older, when what you look like becomes less and less an issue and what you are is the i point.

What I emphasize is for people to make choices based not on fear, but on what really gives them a sense of fulfillment.

It is the function of perfection to make one know one's imperfection.

A man is a method, a progressive arrangement; a selecting principle, gathering his like unto him wherever he goes. What you are comes to you.

Journal writing is a voyage to the interior.

Psychoanalysis is confession without absolution.

Fortunately, analysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself remains a very effective therapist.

Sherard Blaw, the dramatist who had discovered himself, and who had given so unstintingly of his discovery to the world.

There is a need to find and sing our own song, to stretch our limbs and shake them in a dance so wild that nothing can roost there, that stirs the yearning for solitary voyage.

The first thing is to love your sport. Never do it to please someone else. It has to be yours.

What's important is finding out what works for you.

There are as many ways to live and grow as there are people. Our own ways are the only ways that should matter to us.

Seek out that particular mental attitude which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, "This is the real me," and when you have found that attitude, follow it.

No matter where I run, I meet myself there.