Quotes About Growth

The curious paradox is that when I accept myself as I am, then I change.

As Carl Rogers, one of the founders of humanistic psychology, once noted: "The curious paradox is that when I accept myself as I am, then I change.

INTRODUCTION THE FIRST NEGOTIATION Let him who would move the world first move himself. —SOCRATES

Não defenda suas ideias, incentive as críticas e recomendações.

have found that this journey from no to yes with myself is not a single trip, but ultimately a lifelong journey. I have been on this journey for a long time and expect to be on it for as long as I live.

Let him who would move the world first move himself. —SOCRATES

Wisdom is oft-times nearer when we stoop Than when we soar.

Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good: Round these, with tendrils strong as flesh and blood, Our pastime and our happiness will grow.

The past is a place of reference, not a place of residence.

está dispuesto a hacer lo incómodo para ganar? ¿a extender sus alcances? ¿a hacer cosas diferentes y de forma diferente?

I'd been living around Mama for fourteen years; and a boy can learn a lot about his mama in that length of time.

Give it time, I thought. I grow on people; I'm like an industrial solvent, I'll wear you down...

Difficulties mastered are opportunities won.

Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong.

My education was interrupted only by my schooling.

We build dwellings and thereafter they build us.

As one's fortunes are reduced, one spirit must expand to fill the void.

When I hear a man say that his childhood was the happiest time of his life, I think (puff) my friend, you have had a pretty poor life.

Love to learn—hate to be taught.

Music, she thought, perhaps could be a continuing process, like life, a shedding of one skin as fast as another grew. Instead every tune seemed to exist with its notes firmly rooted in an event or an emotion or a period of time.

Resentment and bitterness and old grudges were dead things, which rotted the hands that grasped them.

Perhaps you're right; we don't ever regain what we lightly lose.

Children in their youth blossomed and bloomed; then chance, inclination, heredity all played their part

He tried to remember her as a thin little urchin trailing across the fields with Garrick behind her. But that was no use at all. The urchin was gone forever. It was not beauty she had grown overnight but the appeal of youth, which was beauty in its own right.