Quotes About Self

Freedom lies within.

I suppose we all have our little hiding-hole if the truth was known, but as small as it is, the whole world is in it, and bit by bit grows on us again till the day You find us out.

Tom looked more and more like a rabbi. As is the way of men of character in provincial towns, he tended to become a collection of mannerisms, a caricature of himself.

I'm becoming the street. Who are you in love with? me? Straight against the light I cross.

It is obviously an overwhelming limitation that one never wholly possesses one's self, that one possesses one's being in successive moments and not simply in one act of being, that one is never all there. There is no such limitation in God. He possesses Himself wholly in one act of being. This is what we call His ETERNITY.

Believe in your dreams, but more importantly believe in yourself; because that's where dreams begin.

My life is a walled city from which I must flee; This must my prison be-- So long as I am me.

Yours (now I'm even losing my name - it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

You are free and that is why you are lost.

For myself I am too heavy, and for you too light.

No one can crave what truly harms him.

I have no literary interests; I am made of literature. I am nothing else and cannot be anything else.

And actually it is not you at all I love, but rather the existence you have bestowed on me

Man cannot live without a permanent trust in something indestructible in himself, and at the same time that indestructible something as well as his trust in it may remain permanently concealed from him.

I am nothing but literature, and can and want to be nothing else.

Theoretically there is a perfect possibility of happiness: believing in the indestructible element in oneself and not striving towards it.

In the struggle between yourself and the world, second the world. (Im Kampf zwischen Dir und der Welt, sekundiere der Welt)

I am forever chained to myself; that's what I am, and that's what I must try to live with.

In the struggle between yourself and the world, hold the world's coat.

And actually it's not at all you I love, but rather the existence you have bestowed on me.

Sometimes in his arrogance he has more anxiety for the world than for himself.

When dealing with myself I am powerless.

I am as I am, and that's all there is to it, I can hardly take a pair of scissors to myself, and cut out a different person...

My health is only just good enough for myself alone, not good enough for marriage, let alone fatherhood. Yet when I read your letter, I feel I could overlook even what cannot possibly be overlooked.