Quotes About Self

Each man's preference is the only standard for him, the only one which he can accept, the only one which can command him.

It is not well, when writing an autobiography, to follow your ancestry down too close to your own time—it is safest to speak only vaguely of your great-grandfather, and then skip from there to yourself, which I now do. I was born without teeth—and there Richard III had the advantage of me; but I was born without a humpback, likewise, and there I had the advantage of him. My parents were neither very poor nor conspicuously honest. But

There's a good spot tucked away somewhere in everybody. You'll be a long time finding it sometimes.

recovery from mental illness depended on the goodness, mercy, and rational behavior of others, we'd all be screwed. Peace of mind is inversely proportional to expectations. It's possible within any given moment of any given day to choose between self and sickness.

One forgets that one is one. I must try to remember this.

I do not know anything about Art with a capital A. What I do know about is my art. Because it concerns me. I do not speak for others. So I do not speak for things which profess to speak for others. My art, however, speaks for me. It lights my way.

The inner labyrinth of the psyche . . .

I'm too far from here to know anything or anyone anymore. I don't even know myself.

I had to decide what I was going to do, and what I was going to be. I was standing there, waiting for someone to do something , till I realised the person I was waiting for was myself.

If I ever leave this place- I'll make sure I'm better HERE first.

You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. find yourself a mirror while I continue.

See, Cameron. The only things I care about in this life are me, you, Mum, Dad, Steve and Sarah. And maybe Miffy. The rest of the world means nothing to me. The rest of the world can rot.' Am I like that too?' You? No way.' There's a slight gap in his words. 'And that's your problem. You care about everything.' He's right. I do.

I'd seen glimpses of a different me. It was a different me because in those increments of time I thought I actually became a winner. The truth, however, is painful. It was a truth that told me with a scratching internal brutality that I was me, and that winning wan't natural for me. It had to be fought for, in the echoes and trodden footprints of my mind. In a way, I had to scavenge for moments of alrightness.

It's the person, Ma, not the place. If you left here, you'd have been the same anywhere else.'(...)'If I ever leave this place' - I swallow - 'I'll make sure I'm better here first.

Nice has nothing to do with me.

Antes simplemente eras. [...] Ahora eres alguien, Ed.

No one's urine smells as good as your own. The

No-one's urine smells as good as your own.

If there are alleys inside me, there must also be hallways. I

No-one's urine smells as good as your own.

They tell us to "be ourselves," but if you listen closely, there's more to that sentence: ". . . until you make them uncomfortable.

Believe in your dreams and they may come true. Believe in yourself and they will surely come true.

We're all who we are endlessly.

The sort of individualism that scorns and fears connections with other people as threats to the self's integrity, and the sort of collectivism that seeks to submerge the self in a social role, may be more appealing than the Marxian synthesis, because they are intellectually and emotionally so much easier.