Quotes About Self-discovery

At last it had come, the day when I should become a hog! I tried out my teeth on the bark of trees; I contemplated my snout with delight. There was not remaining the least morsel of divinity. I was capable of raising my soul up to the excessive elevation of that ineffable sensuality.

It is our failure to become our perceived ideal that ultimately defines us and makes us unique.

I was drowning in spiritual texts and self-help books looking for answers everywhere outside myself.

What the superior man seeks is in himself; what the small man seeks is in others.

This is a key task of late life—to recognize early self-concepts and rejected parts, begin to repair them, and cultivate a broader, deeper sense of identity.

When everything is lonely I can be my best friend.

Know thyself! That was the best joke ever perpetrated. A steaming universe of germ-cells, a maelstrom of animal forces, of which he himself, his personality, was only the collective gleam.

In high school, I discovered myself. I was interested in race relations and the legal profession. I read about Lincoln and that he believed the law to be the most difficult of professions.

There was something she should have experienced, something besides this. There was a path somewhere that she could not find. It was and it was not her own fault.

My discrepancy with children in the industry is that they are made famous before they know who they are as human beings.

I'm trying to get in the habit of, you know, picking up a book and learning how to write my feelings down, not my feelings but my thoughts, about things, and hopefully I'll moving toward the writing and directing thing soon.

Truthfully, I'm still Corey Hart, Dad, first.

Never let life impede on your ability to manifest your dreams. Dig deeper into your dreams and deeper into yourself and believe that anything is possible, and make it happen.

I did private study for about a month, five days a week, six hours a day. I came to understand the character in ways that I never would've previous to that. I was so innocent in respect to ways of creating characters.

I climb behind the steering wheel... I drive off immediately without once looking back; it's a long journey but it leads to freedom.

To forgive is to set a prisoner free and discover the prisoner was you.

Novels for me are how I find out what's going on in my own head. And so that's a really useful and indeed critical thing to do when you do as many of these other things as I do.

And now I'm wondering, is this what happens with MS? Does it just become a sequence of demolition to the body? Like a pattern of dating the wrong guys, slowly breaking you down until you're a shell of your old existence?

I found my inner bitch and ran with her.

I got out of autobiography because my story is, I was famous, it was hard for me, I got into therapy. I had trouble with food, I got a nutritionist. There's no story there.

She knew her artwork reflected a side of her personality she didn't typically let out. The side that wasn't completely concerned with getting everything right. In a way, art gave her a chance to play.

People don't always let us become who we are. They try to keep us in the box of who we were.

In a world where everyone is trying to be someone else, it's important to remember who you are and what you stand for.

Acid gave me a clinical, unblinking look at madness, and I discovered I wasn't brave enough to be insane.