Quotes About Self-discovery

Las madres solemos preguntar angustiadas cuándo es el momento propicio para el destete. Cuando las madres preguntamos este tipo de cosas, ya nos hemos perdido de nosotras mismas. Hemos perdido nuestra ecología personal y la confianza en nuestro saber intuitivo. Y si las madres nos perdemos, el mundo entero está perdido.

Solo comprendiendo al niño que vive en nuestro interior, podemos acceder a la verdadera dimensión de nuestras falencias y nuestros miedos, y desde esa realidad emocional, ver qué recursos tenemos para mejorar nuestra vida de adultos. Es indispensable comprender que dependemos de nuestra realidad emocional. Y que tendremos que encontrar la propia voz para nombrarla.

Non correva via da qualcosa o verso qualcosa, non correva per qualcuno o a dispetto di qualcuno: correva perché era quello che il suo corpo desiderava fare. L'irrequietezza, l'insicurezza e il bisogno di contrapporsi scomparvero. Tutto quello che sentiva era pace.

We who live in quiet places have the opportunity to become acquainted with ourselves, to think our own thoughts and live our own lives in a way that is not possible for those keeping up with the crowd.

Let yourself go and you'll be more than you've ever thought of being.

The self on tiptoes sneaking away from the self.

This was the dawn of a new day, and a new Emma Dove. Never again was she going to sit by while life went on around her. Never again was she going to wait for fate to hand her what she wanted. From now on, she was going to reach out and grab her dreams and not let go. She had never been more scared in her life.

If you couldn't face the truth about yourself, then you weren't ready for the truth about anything

Laura Lippman

Her zaman yapamayaca??m?z ÅŸeyleri düÅŸünüyoruz, s?n?rlar?m?z?n nerede olduÄŸunu buluyoruz ve böylece bir ÅŸeylerin k?y?s?na kadar gidip sonra da teknik zeminde masumluÄŸumuzu iddia ediyoruz.

She realized, somewhat belatedly, that he had not boiled his existence down to one quirk. Whoever he was, he didn't define himself as Walking Man. He had a life, a history. Perhaps a sad and gloomy one, based on these surroundings and his compulsive, constant hiking, but he was not, in his head or mirror, a man who did nothing but walk around North Baltimore.

And she is the reader who browses the shelf and looks for new worlds but finds herself.

Maybe that's what I need to do now, muster up everything that was ever vivísima about me and somehow find a way to stand tall.

Where do you want to live? Do you want to live free and poor and covered in flea welts? Or enslaved, with your own clean room and a shower with hot water? Who are you, Virginia? Who are you, really?

Frankie wouldn't always let herself remember these things. Most of the time, she didn't think about them at all. Yet she had her quiet days, her pensive ones, those days when she dug through her memories, trying to find the truth at the bottom of them. As if the truth were a jewel yo could unearth and hold i your hand, as if the truth wasn't more like something you'd find under a rock, gray and faceless and squirming away from the light.

I'd gotten lucky too, if that was the word for it. if I hadn't been watching Frankie at the orphanage, if I hadn't followed her for so long, maybe I would never have met Marguerite, maybe I never would have remembered myself, come back to myself, rewritten my own story. The door to heaven didn't open up for me, but not everyone was that kind of angel" -Pearl

tired of everyone believing they knew everything there was to know about him, as if a person never grew, a person never changed, a person was born a weird and dreamy little kid with too-red lips and stayed that way forever just to keep things simple for everyone else.

They teach us that we must shed our false self and allow our true self to emerge. This journey toward holiness takes us deep into our inner desert. The desert is too hot a place in which to carry our emotional and spiritual excess baggage, so we begin to let go rather than continue carrying the burden. Our desert begins to remove the excess we did not know was there.

Over the years, we have invested much in our public persona: the self we developed during our teens and young adult years that reflects our own hopes of who we wanted to become. This is the self that developed from the expectations of others, the self that got confused with our "roles.

I always have liked him. He's basically a good guy. But sometimes, Rebecca, a person goes so far down a road, they can't find the energy to walk back the other way.

Everything felt wrong, lopsided. I knew from the weird fuzzy humming inside my head.

You realize that life is simply too short to keep being someone you're not.

You know, El, you're so much more than the time you were with Bill and the attack. You took something shitty and you made a new future. Most people don't do that. They hang on forever. It's easy to stay in that pit of despair. Or let it be your excuse for not moving on.

Just because you're into Kate...well, it doesn't necessarily mean you're gay. Although it's okay if you are. But if that's what's worrying you...' Ariel sighed. 'God. It shouldn't be so hard to talk about this stuff. All I'm saying is maybe you're gay and maybe you're not. Maybe you're bi. Or maybe it's totally a Kate thing. Maybe you'd want to be with her whether she was a girl or a boy.' I blinked. I didn't know if what she said made things better or worse.