Quotes About Self

Could this be my own face, I wondered. My heart pounded at the idea, and the face in the mirror grew more and more unfamiliar.

De qué tengo miedo? De ti, en fin, de mi sin ti.

De quoi ai-je peur? De toi, enfin de moi sans toi.

El problema es que mi cabeza no está nunca despejada. Mi cerebro es una casa de campo para demonios. Vienen a menudo y cada vez son más numerosos. Se preparan aperitivos con el licor de mis angustias. Se sirven de mi estrés porque saben que lo necesito para avanzar. Todo depende de la dosis. Demasiado estrés y mi cuerpo explota. Demasiado poco, y me paralizo. Pero el demonio más violento soy yo mismo.

Para prentender ayudar a los demás, antes era necesario salvarse a uno mismo. Y eso seguía estando fuera de mi alcance".

Siempre he soñado con ser un superhéroe, principalmente para salvarme a mí mismo. Pero acabar con mis demonios sería demasiado sencillo, en realidad los necesito. Si los mato, me mato.

Por qué creemos que vivimos nuestras vidas-dije, al fin-, cuando son nuestras vidas las que nos viven a nosotros?

Believe in yourself because no one else will believe in you.

The greatest universe is the one within you.

You are your greatest asset in the business of your life.

You become what you think, not what others think of you.

You were born a star; your deeds determine how brightly you'll shine.

Your inner light is your inner power.

In my new robe/This morning-/Someone else

aphorism 90: I am incorrigible. I would have every object of the universe mechanically predictable but myself.

The paradox of public speaking is: you can't just be yourself; you need to amplify yourself.

If all knowledge is self knowledge, you don't know shit.

The feeling it gave me was an odd combination of weightless self-pity and excitement. I understood my life was meaningless, and this knowledge freed me up to accomplish absolutely anything.

My stain will never get fixed 'cause it's on the inside. And lasers can't reach there.

Interpreting running as an opportunity to discover and become his best self, and to give his best to others, through the relentless pursuit of toughness, or guts—a kind of courage.

It made me lonely. And when I say lonely, I mean the kind of loneliness that howls through you like a desert wind. It wasn't just the loss of people I had known but also the loss of myself. The loss of who I had been when I had been with them.

The key to happiness wasn't being yourself, because what did that even mean? Everyone had many selves. No. The key to happiness is finding the lie that suits you best.

Every second of every day we are entering a new universe. And we spend so much time wishing our lives were different, comparing ourselves to other people and to other versions of ourselves, when really most lives contain degrees of good and degrees of bad.

Your worth is you. Your worth is your presence. Your worth is right there. Your worth isn't something you earn. Your worth isn't something you buy. Your worth isn't something you gain through status on popularity or stomach crunches or having a really chic kitchen. Your worth is your existence. You were born with worth, as all babies are, and that worth doesn't disappear simply because you have grown a little older. You are a human, being.