Quotes About Self

The love of our neighbor hath its bounds in each man's love of himself.

The apparent man is only a limitation of that Real Man.

The man who lives in division is living in death. He cannot find himself because he is lost; he has ceased to be a reality. The person he believes himself to be is a bad dream.

A man does not serve God when he prays, for it is himself he is trying to serve

The real test of a man is not when he plays the role that he wants for himself but when he plays the role destiny has for him.

Let a man's talents or virtues be what they may, he will only feel satisfaction in his society as he is satisfied in himself.

How sickness enlarges the dimensions of a man's self to himself! Supreme selfishness is inculcated upon him as his only duty.

Man only blames himself in order that he may be praised.

Man must have just enough faith in himself to have adventures, and just enough doubt of himself to enjoy them.

Whatever else may be said of man, this one thing is clear: He is not what he is capable of being.

What? A great man? I only ever see the ape of his own ideal.

Man is really free, the real man cannot but be free.

There, like the wind through woods in riot, Through him the gale of life blew high; The tree of man was never quiet: Then 'twas the Roman, now 'tis I.

It's interesting, winning an Academy Award as a young man... life-changing, but I'm just me within that. It's been very helpful for my career, but I'm trying to stay on the path I was on before.

Man brings all things to the test of himself, and this is notably true of lightning.

It is only necessary to destroy in oneself the roots of those motives which determine a man's course, in order to enjoy the omnipotence and immunity of a god.

The only thing a man knows is himself.

And ah for a man to arise in me, That the man I am may cease to be!

Man is a living lie--a bitter jest Upon himself--a conscious grain of sand Lost in a desert of unconsciousness.

What is man's chief enemy? Each man is his own.

A man who lives unrelated to other human beings dies. But a man who lives unrelated to himself also dies.

The ordinary man puts up a struggle against all that is not himself, whereas it is against himself, in a limited but all-essential field, that the artist has to battle.

The need to express one's self in writing springs from a maladjustment of life, or from an inner conflict which the adolescent (or the grown man) cannot resolve in action.

The man who sailed around his soul From East to West, from pole to pole With ego as his drunken captain Greed, the mutineer, had trapped all reason in the hold