Quotes About Self-discovery

To pick up a pen and write down her life, she'd have to remember it all, who she was, who she'd wanted to be. Those memories would be painful, both the good and the bad would wound her.

It doesn't do any good to hide out in life, Mia. That's how you used to handle things. You're stronger now.

The children had been right that writing helped. Words

Sabes lo que aprendí en los campos? Vianne la miró. —¿Qué? —Que no me pueden tocar el corazón. Que no pueden cambiar quién soy por dentro. Mi cuerpo…, eso lo rompieron los primeros días, pero mi corazón no. Vi, te hiciera lo que te hiciera, fue a tu cuerpo y tu cuerpo sanará.

Not that this seemed like a good thing at the time, mind you. I mean, I knew I was supposed to see my future on a body that held a uterus. I didn't want to be gay. I knew how hard it would be Ã¢â'¬Â¦ that it would mean giving up the American Dream—kids, a house in the suburbs, my own family. It tore me up inside." Dean had never thought about that, about what it really meant to be gay. To have to choose between who you were and who the world thought you should be.

Woman must come of age by herself Ã¢â'¬Â¦ She must find her true center alone. —Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

Any more motherly attention and I could end up strapped to a table in Ward B singing 'I Gotta Be Me.

Agora sozinha no meu apartamento, afastada de todos, espojo-me na dor, nadando nas suas águas cálidas. (Uma Estrela na Noite - pág.230

Myl?dami sužinome, kokie norime b?ti, kariaudami suvokiame, kokie esame.

I always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think I'd like to be known.

always thought it was what I wanted: to be loved and admired. Now I think perhaps I'd like to be known.

She heard the name. At first it meant nothing to her, just another sound. Then she remembered. She'd been Juliette. And Isabelle before that. And the Nightingale. Not just F-5491.

There were journeys in life no one could take for you. Page 383

My side of the bed. It's funny, but some things don't change after the death of a spouse, and that's one of them. The left side of the bed is mine even though I am alone in it.

Honestly, she tried never to think about the girl she'd once been, and her life in that tract house in Rancho Flamingo. Sobriety didn't make it easier to look back. The opposite was true, in fact. Now she lived her life in moments, in breaths drawn and released, in drinks not sipped and bowls of pot not smoked. Every dry second was a triumph.

Husbands were to be avoided in the pre-thirty years. There was always time for marriage and children; was the common refrain. You couldn't give up you for them. But what if you wanted them more than you wanted a singular, powerful you? No one ever talked about that.

You think you have to hold it all in, and if you let any of it go, you'll shatter into tiny pieces and you won't know who you are. But it doesn't work that way. It's more like…opening your eyes in a room you'd expected to be dark. You can see things, and it makes you feel stronger.

Now, though, she wondered what her life could possibly be. She couldn't go back to who she'd been, but how could she go forward

We all come into this world with our fate unwritten, Yona. Your identity isn't determined by your birth. All that matters is what we make ourselves into, what we choose to do with our lives." Forest of Vanishing Stars

And you're not broken, Yona. It's the cracks in us that make us who we are, and you… you are stronger than anyone I have ever met, I think.

Find your own happiness. You must, my dear. You must, or you will wind up old and alone and full of regrets.

But when you grow comfortable hiding within a protective shell, it's harder than one might expect to stand up and say, "Actually, folks, this is who I am.

Ben has never really known me. He knew the pieces I chose to give to him, the body that nursed him, the voice that scolded him, the hands that soothed him. But there is so much more to me, pieces that had nothing to do with my role as his mother, pieces I never let him see.

I meant that in a way I'm like Dorothee, aren't I? I'm on a great adventure and one day I'll find my way home.