Quotes About Self

Love the art in yourself, not yourself in the art.

Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his own blood.

Know the self to be sitting in the chariot, the body to be the chariot, the intellect the charioteer, and the mind the reins.

To be loved for what one is, is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him, their own selves, their version of him.

The fear of making permanent commitments can change the mutual love of husband and wife into two loves of self-two loves existing side by side, until they end in separation.

I am my beloved, and my beloved is me.

I really would have liked to love, but I didnt trust myself to allow it.

In love, at one of its poles you find the personal, at the other the impersonal. At one you have the positive assertion - Here I am; at the other the equally strong denial - I am not. Without this ego what is love? And again, with only this ego how c

One would always want to think of oneself as being on the side of love, ready to recognize it and wish it well --but, when confronted with it in others, one so often resented it, questioned its true nature, secretly dismissed the particular instance as folly or promiscuity. Was it merely jealousy, or a reluctance to admit so noble and enviable a sentiment in anyone but oneself?

Patience with others is Love, Patience with self is Hope, Patience with God is Faith.

If a man urge me to tell wherefore I loved him, I feel it cannot be expressed but by answering: Because it was he, because it was myself.

There is as much difference between the counsel that a friend giveth, and that a man giveth himself, as there is between the counsel of a friend and of a flatterer. For there is no such flatterer as is a man's self.

Love is when you meet someone who tells you something new about yourself.

He that loveth maketh his own the grandeur he loves

The face of a lover is an unknown, precisely because it is invested with so much of oneself. It is a mystery, containing, like all mysteries, the possibility of torment.

Beloved, you are my sister, you are my daughter, you are my face; you are me

Love the Lord your God with all your passion and prayer and intelligence. Love others as well as you love yourself.

I'd like to think the best of me was still hiding up in my sleeve.

Love is that enviable state that knows no envy or vanity, only empathy and a longing to be greater than oneself

Only when you are lost can love find itself in you without losing its way.

The love of liberty is the love of others; the love of power is the love of ourselves.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

Love is the outreach of self toward completion.

You've got to dance like nobody's watching and love like it's never going to hurt.