Quotes About Self-discovery

Vivi is right; it cost me something to be the way I am. But I do not know what. And I don't know if I can get it back. I don't even know if I want it.

You want me to say something? Okay. Sometimes I think I am what you made me. And sometimes I don't know who I am at all. And either way I'm not happy.

What could I become if I stopped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong?

I thought I was supposed to be good and follow the rules," I say. "But I am done with being weak. I am done with being good. I think I am going to be something else.

We have lived in our armor for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it." — "I think of his riddle. How do people like us take off our armor? One piece at a time.

When we fall that first time, we're not really in love with the girl. We're in love with being in love. We've got no idea what she's really about—or what she's capable of. We're in love with our idea of her and of who we become around her. We're idiots.

I hope to be able to decide for myself - when we turn, is there something shoved inside of us or is it that something inside of us has been released?

We have lived in our armor for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it.

I thought I was supposed to be good and follow the rules," I say. "But I am done with being weak. I am done with being good. I think I am goinng to be something else.

I cannot seem to contort myself back into the shape of a dutiful child. I am coming unraveled. I am coming undone.

How do people like us take off our armor? One piece at a time.

Each person seemed to have a destination, but Val was a piece of driftwood, spinning down a river, not even sure in what direction she was moving. But she knew how to make herself spin faster.

Quests are supposed to change us.

We have lived in our armour for so long, you and I. And now I am not sure if either of us knows how to remove it.

Cosa sarei potuta diventare se avessi smesso di preoccuparmi della morte, del dolore, di tutto? Se avessi smesso di cercare un senso di appartenenza? Invece di avere paura, sarei diventata io quella da temere.

What would I become if I sttoped worrying about death, about pain, about anything? If I stopped trying to belong?

But I'm done with being weak. I'm done with being good. I think I'm going to be something else

And I'm not afraid of your trying to figure out what it means to be your whole self

How do people like us take off our armour? One piece at a time.

I am a solitary creature, fated to be one and better as one. Forgetting that is what got me into trouble.

I would say that you lost yourself along the way, but you lost yourself far before that,' the storm hag tells me as I pass her. 'Wake up, little bird.

We all have things inside ourselves we can't kill,' I say, not sure which part of me would be better off dead: this monster self, or the normal one who wants nothing more than a little place on a little planet with his friends, the one who will have to live with being a killer.

But for one final night, he's the father I remember best, the one in whose shadow I have- for better or worse- become what I am.

You're unwinding yourself like a spool. What happens when there's no more thread?" "Then I spin more