Self Quotes - Page 17

So then, the relationship of self to other is the complete realization that loving yourself is impossible without loving everything defined as other than yourself.

If arrogance is the heady wine of youth then humility must be its eternal hangover.

There is no hierarchy of values by which one culture has the right to insist on all its own values and deny those of another.

If you wish in this world to advance Your merits you're bound to enhance You must stir it and stump it And blow your own trumpet Or trust me you haven't a chance.

When you try to talk about yourself, you dont know who you are, or what your like, or what your like to other people. And the moment you do it's a formula for yourself, and then you're imitating yourself, and then nobody likes you and they dont know why.

Self-hatred is self-imprisonment. Self-forgiveness is self-liberation. You have the right to suppress yourself, oppress yourself and depress yourself. You have the right to impress yourself too. Feel happy!

Someone else's vision will never be as good as your own vision of your self. Live and die with it 'cause in the end it’s all you have. Lose it and you lose yourself and everything else. I should have listened to myself.

But you possess one quality that no one else does. Oh? Your identity. Your history, deeds and situation. Use those to shape your creation and you will produce something unique. Whatever you make, base it upon that which is most important to you. Only then will it have depth and meaning, and only then will it resonate with others.

Dance with your sacred rhythm.

Be content with what you are and wish not change nor dread your last day nor long for it.

Note to Self – Thoughts design my energy!MythoughtsWILLdesign the energythat movesme!

No bird soars too high if he soars on his own wings.

For I have nothing to lean on, nowhere to call my home and there is nowhere I will go for Christmas to rest my head and touch familiar walls. I have no degree to show on paper or employment to take care of my health or the reassurance that I can pay my rent. And I have no right to complain because this is the road I choose and I built it myself, not really knowing where I wanted it to lead, but I have hope in all things ahead and behind and I am learning to let myself go. Forget my own ego and believe that what I am doing is grander than my very own self.

I closed my eyes and turned my face into the cold wind. When I felt it swept along my skin there was no past. No future. Just now.

We must use what we have to invent what we desire.

You will not find poetry anywhere unless you bring some of it with you.

Truly, nothing in the world has so occupied my thoughts as this I, this riddle, the fact I am alive, that I am separated and isolated from all others, that I am Siddhartha! And about nothing in the world do I know less about than me, about Siddhartha!

We are free up to the point of choice then the choice controls the chooser.

The self is constituted within a variety of arenas and in relation to multiple traditions. Self-hood, on this understanding, is both provisional and open-ended, and critically depends on the configuration of relationships between one’s own groups and those cultures and values that are deemed ‘other’. The regulation of alterity becomes a defining attribute of self-hood, as my sense of who I am is crucially mediated by an understanding of that which I am not (paraphrasing William Connolly).

The most difficult journey any of us ever take in our adulthood is the return to our parents’ house. A home visit makes us recall all of the childhood events that formed us. Returning home reacquaints us with family members and our former self.

Then he realized: 'I, indeed, am this creation; for I have poured it forth from myself.' In that way he became this creation. And verily, he who knows this becomes in this creation a creator.

I? This is the very root of all evil.

He that would govern others should first be the master of himself.

In that tremendous flash of freedom, on my way to do The Thing for the first time, sanctioned by Almighty Harry, I receded, faded back into the scenery of my own dark self, whole the other me crouched and growled. I would do It at last, do what I had been created to do. And I did.

Pay attention and listen. Your inner self has to say something to you. Listen to that eternal entity within, and you shall discover the way through which you’ll reach your goal.

Waiting is one of the great arts.

Self-sacrifice? But it is precisely the self that cannot and must not be sacrificed.

Though I have no productive worth I have a certain value as an indestructible quantity.

Despise your heart. I wanted to. I didn't want to grieve anymore, to feel loss or guilt, or worry. I wanted to be hard, calculating. I wanted to be fearless.

I find myself saying briefly and prosaically that it is much more important to be oneself than anything else. Do not dream of influencing other people, I would say, if I knew how to make it sound exalted. Think of things in themselves.

For the only slavery is desire, and he who learns to let go, to climb the wind-swept hills of self-becoming, naked of all possessions and desire, will drink the mountain air of freedom, and find the peace that lies not in the satisfaction but in the controlling of desire.

A friend is a gift you give yourself.

Appreciate the people & good fortune within everyday life, this, is the quality of life, experienced.

A self needed to spill out sometimes, a body should show evidence of what the hell went on inside it.

To be confident is to act in faith.

Desires are done by the ‘Pudgal’ (non-self mind-body-complex), so how can they be suppressed? If You (the Self) are the one doing the desiring, then why don’t you stop it? But that doesn’t happen therefore, desire is a matter pertaining to the Pudgal (non-self mind-body-complex).

After coming into the human life form, if one stays as the Self [Soul] and does not interfere in the discharging karmas, he will indeed go to moksha. And if he interferes, he will incarnate in a different life form.

Does being true to one's self mean offering the literal truth or the truth that should have been, the truth of the image of one's self? It hardly matters by this time. By this time the border between seeing straight on and seeing round the corners of solid objects, between the world as smooth and coherent and the world as dissociated skinless particle, is thoroughly blurred. No longer a case of double vision, but of two separate eyes whose separate visions - what happened and what might have happened - come together in what we call the past, which we see with hindsight. Memory is revision. I have just destroyed another piece of my past, to tell a story.

you can tell who you are the way people respond to you.

Of all afflictions the worst is self-contempt.

The theme of invisibility has haunted me for many years, since earliest girlhood. A woman often feels ‘invisible’ in a public sense precisely because her physical being - her ‘visibility’ - figures so prominently in her identity. She is judged as a body, she is ‘attractive’ or ‘unattractive’, while knowing that her deepest self is inward, and secret: knowing, hoping that her spiritual essence is a great deal more complex than the casual eye of the observer will allow… it might be argued that all persons, defined to themselves rather more as what they think and dream than what they do, are ‘invisible’.

I think knowing what you cannot do is more important than knowing what you can.

When I stopped loving, I lost purpose; When I stopped loving myself, I lost myself.

You are not a small and unimportant creature confined to the form of this physical body, contrary to popular belief. At the core of your being you are pure awareness, and this awareness is the same source from which everything in the Universe arises, exists as, and returns to. Consciousness is the dimension of yourself that you have forgotten you are, and of which you long to return to.

I am better than my reputation.

Nobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out. If there's nothing or very little the shock can kill a man.

Who you are is always right.

The finer natures were those that shone at the larger times.

Have faith in yourself. All the power is in your biology already. Be conscious of that power and bring it out. Remember, truth is indestructible, virtue is indestructible, purity is indestructible.

We should try to bring to any power what we have as women. We will destroy it all if we try to imitate that absolutely unfeeling driving ambition that we have seen coming at us across the desk.

You only exist because of the agreements you made with yourself and with the other humans around you.

Self-reliance is the only road to true freedom and being one's own person is its ultimate reward.

What is the nature of the Self (Soul)? To ‘see’ the dharma (function) of everything, to see ‘who is performing what function, and how that function is being performed.’ To ‘see’ it, is called the function of the Self (Soul).

There is no such thing as vicarious experience.

What we say and what we do ultimately comes back to us so let us own our responsibility place it in our hands and carry it with dignity and strength.

The secret seemed to me much more mysterious than that; it was the secret, I thought, of one who had known death; for I moved a stranger among ordinary people, like a man who has risen from the grave, and at first I merely felt rather painfully out of my element; but soon I became aware of a very different feeling.Was it pride now? Perhaps; but at any rate there was no trace of vanity mixed with it. It was rather, for the first time, the consciousness of my own worth. What separated me - distinguished me - from other people was crucial; what no one said, what no one could say but myself, that was my task to say.

I shall be an autocrat that's my trade and the good Lord will forgive me that's his.

Whenever I dwell for any length of time on my own shortcomings they gradually begin to seem mild harmless rather engaging little things not at all like the staring defects in other people's characters.

Even God lends a hand to honest boldness.

You want help? Ask for help. You want love? Ask for love. If you want anything from the universe, anything from yourself, you must first ask.