Quotes About Self

You can't make people joyous just by being joyous yourself. Joy has to be generated by oneself: it is or it isn't. Joy is founded on something too profound to be understood and communicated. To be joyous is to be a madman in a world of sad ghosts.

In the egocentric prism the helpless victim is walled in by the very light which he refracts. The ego dies in its own glass cage...

Enquanto vivermos com a consciência de nós próprios, nunca conseguiremos lidar com o mundo

El hombre no es capaz si quiera de destruirse a sí mismo; solo puede destruir a los demás.

El hombre que renace es siempre el mismo, cada vez más él mismo con cada renacimiento.

?tii ce anume e mai impotant decat s? faci ceva? -Nu. -S? fii tu însuÈ›i. -?i dac? eÈ™ti un nimic? -Atunci fii un nimic.Dar fii din plin. -E o nebunie. -Este.De asta-i atat de solid?.

La vida se extiende de momento en momento en una infinitud prodigiosa. Nada puede ser más real que lo que supones serlo. El cosmos es lo que quiera que pienses que es y en modo alguno podría ser otra cosa, mientras tú seas tú y yo sea yo. Vives en los frutos de tu acción es la cosecha de tu pensamiento.

Self is the only prison which can contain.

People have to be motivated to contribute to the society, to produce. At the same time, they have to be protected if they are unable to take care of themselves. If the first is more important you're a Republican the second Democrat.

Consider the subtleness of the sea; how its most dreaded creatures glide under water, unapparent for the most part, and treacherously hidden beneath the loveliest tints of azure..... Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle , and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself?

Is Ahab, Ahab? Is it I, God, or who, that lifts this arm? But if the great sun move not of himself; but is an errand-boy in heaven; nor one single star can revolve, but by some invisible power; how then can this one small heart beat; this one small brain think thoughts; unless God does that beating, does that thinking, does that living, and not I.

I am madness maddened! That wild madness that's only calm to comprehend itself

Consider all this; and then turn to this green, gentle, and most docile earth; consider them both, the sea and the land; and do you not find a strange analogy to something in yourself?

Methinks that what they call my shadow here on earth is my true substance.

Delight is to him -- a far, far upward, and inward delight -- who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self.

I've noticed a growth in Spike and definitely in myself. I feel like the seeds that he planted in me five years ago have ripened up to a place where I could even tackle this role in the way that I did.

No one has the responsibility to be out to anyone but himself or herself. I made my choice a million years ago.

I have everything I had 20 years ago, only it's all a little lower.

There are times when I'm super-overwhelmed, and everything feels like it's hitting me in the face at once, but I think what's keeping me calm, and who I am by staying true to myself, is my whole family being so supportive and keeping me grounded. They treat me the exact same way they treated me years and years ago.

Given the opportunity, under the right conditions, two cells from wildly different sources, a yeast cell, say, and a chicken erythrocyte, will touch, fuse, and the two nuclei will then fuse as well, and the new hybrid cell will now divide into monstrous progeny. Naked cells, lacking self-respect, do not seem to have any sense of self.

You just let your lower self go, and then it takes on all these aspects of the society - the city with horns blowing, the people yelling things at each other, and the all-in-all violence and chaos of the city. Put that on stage with music, and that's what this is.

One of the important things, which I wrote on yellow post-it notes and stuck on the wall during therapy, was that we are the product of our own thoughts.

I don't think the goal is, 'How big a star did you ever become?' I think the goal is, 'Were you able to express yourself?' And if you're able to say yes, in any field, you've won. If you paint, write, do mosaics, knit - if it's solving that part of your brain saying, 'I need to do this,' you've won.

I shall refract myself, yes, I shall no longer be known as the prism.