Quotes About Self-discovery

You cannot discover the purpose of life by asking someone else - the only way you'll ever get the right answer is by asking yourself.

Pen names are masks that allow us to unmask ourselves.

How do I find my tune, my song, my personal harmony that's healing because it's me?

The treasure of self is buried under the rainbow and yet glows beyond the sun.

There is no need to reach high for the stars. They are already within you — just reach deep into yourself!

I learned so much from Steve. He helped me reevaluate my own purpose, my own life. What would happen if I didn't make it to forty? What legacy would I leave?

It felt as though I had died and was starting over with a new life. I mentally reviewed my years as a child growing up in Oregon, as an adult running my own business, then meeting Steve, becoming his wife and the mother of our children. Now, at age forty-two, I was starting again.

You spend so much time wondering who you are, don't you think? You flounder about, searching for your identity, when most of the time it is plain as the nose on your face. You struggle with questions of purpose and need, and forget that the answers are found mostly inside yourselves.

You have a grace on your life and talents and abilities to do what God has called you to do. You may not understand or realize your talents at first, but eventually, if you persist, you will see them. First Corinthians 15:10 says: But by the grace of God I am what I am: and his grace which was bestowed upon me was not in vain; but I laboured more abundantly than they all: yet not I, but the grace of God which was with me.

For far too long we have been seduced into walking a path that did not lead us to ourselves. For far too long we have said yes when we wanted to say no. And for far too long we have said no when we desperately wanted to say yes. . . . When we don't listen to our intuition, we abandon our souls. And we abandon our souls because we are afraid if we don't, others will abandon us.

I stopped believing in forever years and years ago-but every breakup hurt me anyway. Every woman who left took part of me with her. Maybe I wasn't too full with the past-maybe I was just too empty. I just didn't know if I had anything left.

I'd lived all along as if I was acting out some turbulent drama; then I woke up one day and found I'd stopped believing in the play

It's painful and terrible that youth is over, and with it that whole game of looking and longing and vying for attention, hoping for something, for some absolute transformation of everything. But it's also a reprieve to be let off that hook and know that you're simply in your own hands at last

He had actually liked me – liked the clear, light, energetic person he saw in me. (I think over time I've become more like that person

He's a real nowhere man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his nowhere plans for nobody. Doesn't have a point of view, Knows not where he's going to, Isn't he a bit like you and me?

So often time it happens, we all live our life in chains, and we never even know we have the key.

She wasn't a black hole, she decided. She was a volcano. And like a volcano she couldn't run away from herself. She'd have to stay there and tend to that wasteland. She could plant a forest inside herself.

The more you try to be interested in other people, the more you find out about yourself.

The splinter in your eye is the best magnifying-glass.

I do not laugh; I do not cry; I'm sweating out the will to die. My past is sliding down the drain; I soon will be myself again.

It may be true that he travels farthest who travels alone, but the goal thus reached is not worth reaching.

The reader, the booklover, must meet his own needs without paying too much attention to what his neighbors say those needs should be.

The only thumbnail you'll get from me is this: no one knows what's really wrong with you but you; no one can find a cure for it but you; no one but you can identify it as a cure; and once you find it, no one but you can do anything about it.

A new way of looking is needed in a world which believes that every individual has a right to flower, within limits, in his or her own way.