Quotes About Self

If you got talent, you just have to do you.

I'm not talented enough to drop everything and become somebody different.

This relationship has helped me develop a strong sense of self; be more confident. Mihir's very proud of me, supportive and appreciative, and respects my talents and me as a human being.

I was playing bass when I was a kid; I play bass now. I used to draw pictures when I was a kid, and I draw pictures now. I talked backwards and weird when I was a kid, and I talk backwards now.

I want to be an actor, I am just not very comfortable talking about myself.

In his new autobiography, 'Capital Gaines,' Chip talks about the farm work - and he says he does, in fact, do it himself.

Everyone talks about how the anonymity of the Internet allows people to behave badly, but I think it's the other way around, that the anonymity removes the 'self' from the people we're talking to online. Other people lose their humanity in our eyes. The system is set up to dehumanize.

And I've come to the place where I believe that there's no way to solve these problems, these issues - there's nothing that we can do that will solve the problems that we have and keep the peace, unless we solve it through God, unless we solve it in being our highest self. And that's a pretty tall order.

I don't want to be taller; I want to be myself.

I've always been the tallest; I didn't shoot up. That's who I am.

The ego is kind of a big, unwieldy thing. It's not so easily tamed or subdued.

People see me with sparkles and fake tan but nobody knows what I am like!

Kim Tan is me! And I am Kim Tan.

You get tangled up in your own ego of how you're perceived. You can lose your way.

You are someone and you have a right to your life.

Leo Tolstoy observes, "Everybody thinks of changing humanity and nobody thinks of changing himself.

Leo Tolstoy observes, "Everybody thinks of changing humanity and nobody thinks of changing himself."6

In his excellent little book entitled Freedom from Sinful Thoughts Heini Arnold writes, "We…want to make it quite clear that we cannot free and purify our own heart by exerting our own 'will.'"3

The memory of things become the reality of things. Or maybe the past is not permanent. Maybe the tree has said its fill, and leaves us with an image of ourselves.

We come from a place that has always been inside us. Our words migrate helplessly. The world reflects only itself. Which is why we have to create our own memories.

Maybe we have to betray ourselves in order just to be ourselves. In the end, Truth taps at the window of our souls. What quivers on the lake are only the footprints of Fate. Even our astronomers hear the funeral sounds of dying galaxies before they ever see them. Gusts of time are filling my lungs.

If fucking up is power, I should be the Hulk by now.

My head is full of monsters and I'm one of them.

I've been me for so long, what am I going to be if that's gone?