Self Quotes - Page 43

Art is the signature of civilizations.

The point of good writing is knowing when to stop.

If originality is a “sense of novelty and freshness” then, in the act of constructing ourselves, originality is not the goal. We construct a self-portrait, relying on existing objects – books, quotes from authors and artists, images, art – that we are more than happy to show off to others for them to use as masturbation material or for the material by which they align themselves. This is the new action painting – the curational archive. The referential self portrait. The portrait of any other artist could be readily used to explain yourself, just reblog it and caption it with “same.” The past consistently becomes the present, not through linear time, but through the constant reconstruction and relabeling of it.

The mind of a soul is beyond another’s imagination.

What we desire, more than a season or weather, is the comfortOf being strangers, at least to ourselves.

The strength within us comes from God.

He had seen the whole Universe stretching to infinity around him—everything. And with it had come the clear and extraordinary knowledge that he was the most important thing in it. Having a conceited ego is one thing. Actually being told by a machine is another.

Master Yourself and you master your environment! Such is the nature of wisdom.

The best self is a beautiful spirit.

I love widely and deeply, the Naive sense of Primitivism I manage to project in my Art. It always gives me a sense that it is not developed or derived from anything else, and it is unaffected by objective reasoning. Very similar to my nomadic life.

The hardest thing of all, is just standing in front of a mirror and not recognizing the reflection.

There are so many things in this world. If we put it in short (succinctly), then what will remain? The ‘pure Soul’ and ‘circumstances’. Moreover, to disperse is the nature of circumstances. Therefore, the Pure Soul will not have to tell them to go away.

Blame yourself if you have no branches or leaves don't accuse the sun of partiality.

All the feeling which my father could not put into words was in his hand- any dog child or horse would recognize the kindness of it.

Thus the perception of the infinite is somehow prior in me to the perception of the finite, that is, my perception of God is prior to my perception of myself. For how would I understand that I doubt and that I desire, that is, that I lack something and that I am not wholly perfect, unless there were some idea in me of a more perfect being, by comparison with which I might recognize my defects?

The most important journey in your life will be the journey to find yourself. To find who you are, to find what you love, is the greatest gift in life. Look at yourself, honestly, and find who you really are. To reveal your true self might be scary but the act of learning who you really are is important to make it possible to live your best possible life.

Sometimes we fail to see what others see and emphasise on what they lack to see. The I of a different eye.

Sometimes people don't want to look back because they are afraid of facing the truth. But sometimes, facing the truth we're afraid of is what makes us who we're really supposed to be.

Everything we perceive to be solid and static is made up of almost entirely empty space.

When I said, “I am my mother, but I’m not,” I was saying my path would be my own.

I have no way of knowing whether the events that I am about to narrate are effects or causes.

Ballot papers do not define leaders. Leadership is defined by conviction, vision, passion and inspiration.

We strive toward the middle, and we run from ourselves.

Woman must not depend upon the protection of man but must be taught to protect herself.

Is God satisfied with you or could it be that God looks at you and fails to see a man, only a bunch of flesh Full of self, and missing out on the purpose for his or her creation? What does God see, think and feel when he looks at you?

Between you and you, let there be no secrets. ~T.F. Hodge

You do not truly know yourself until you have learned to appreciate others.

We who are old know that age is more than a disability. It is an intense and varied experience almost beyond our capacity at times but something to be carried high.

It's what's buried deep inside that frightens me because it's broken, like a shattered mirror.

Like the turtle's shell, the sense of self serves as a shield against stimulation and as a burden which limits mobility into possibly dangerous areas. The turtle rarely has to think about what's on the other side of his shell; whatever it is, it can't hurt him, can't even touch him. So, too, adults insist on the shell of a consistent self for themselves and their children and appreciate turtles for friends; they wish to be protected from being hurt or touched or confused or having to think. If a man can rely on consistency, he can afford not to notice people after the first few times. But I imagined a world in which each individual might be about to play the lover, the benefactor, the sponger, the attacker, the friend: and once known as one of the next day he might yet be anything. Would we pay attention to this person? Would life be boring? Would life be livable? I saw then clearly for the first time that the fear of failure keeps us huddled in the cave of self - a group of behavior patterns we have mastered and have no intention of risking failure by abandoning.

I am much younger now than I was at twelve or anyway less burdened.

Once you get rid of the idea that you must please other people before you please yourself and you begin to follow your own instincts-only then can you be successful. You become more satisfied and when you are other people tend to be satisfied by what you do.

I stop fighting my inner demons. We're on the same side now. T-shirt

Chit impurity is due to the relative vision. When the vision becomes real (enlightened), purification of chit occurs.

There's more to me than you see, another me down inside somewhere, full of hate, ready to hurt, cut, smash, or if maybe there's no Other and there's just me alone, then I'm not the person I thought I was, I'm something twisted and terrible, terrible.

As far as you can avoid it, do not give grief to anyone. Never inflict your rage on another. If you hope for eternal rest, feel the pain yourself; but don’t hurt others.

Learn to be true to yourself, and everything good will follow.

Pure-chit itself is the Absolute Supreme Soul (parmatma).

Each of us needs something of an island in his life—if not an actual island, at least some place, or space in time, in which to be himself, free to cultivate his difference from others.

The human self and the God self are both creations of molecules in the human brain.

But, it’s not what they think of you that matters, it’s what you think of yourself. If I’d said something mean to them, I wouldn't like myself very much.

When you work on something that only has the capacity to make you 5 dollars, it does not matter how much harder you work – the most you will make is 5 dollars.

Not knowing when the dawn will come I open every door.

If you want to know the answer to ‘Who am I?’, then you will have to go to a Gnani purush [the enlightened one]. The Gnani Purush will give you Knowledge of your real Self [Who Am I] in the presence of the egoism. Thereafter your accounts (karmic) will be settled [& things will start falling in place].

Blessed are they who heal us of self-despisings. Of all services which can be done to man I know of none more precious.

And remember: you must not overwork your body, or your soul. You must not enslave yourself, as you would not enslave any other person. You must be the custodian of your self.

No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory – this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. ... Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it? ... And suddenly the memory revealed itself. The taste was that of the little piece of madeleine which on Sunday mornings at Combray (because on those mornings I did not go out before mass), when I went to say good morning to her in her bedroom, my aunt Léonie used to give me, dipping it first in her own cup of tea or tisane. The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it. And all from my cup of tea.

My dear friends, from the devil's standpoint there is not the slightest difference between being puffed up with pride in yourself or spending the whole of your time condemning yourself. Either way the devil is very well-pleased. Any concentration upon self in any shape or form is of the devil.

Everybody's business is nobody's business and nobody's business is my business.

Take some time and figure out what you desire most from life. Wherever your desire is, your heart will be also. Seek the opportunity to become greater than your circumstances. You may not be where you want to be. But if you continue pushing forward and striving at a steady pace, you'll get there. All things take time.

Some of the pain released, and love filled the cleared space, uniting, magnetizing more self-love to it.

No matter what age you are or what your circumstances might be you are special and you still have something unique to offer. Your life because of who you are has meaning.

Give yourself a break. When you are alone with your thoughts you should not be arguing.

Being powerful is like being a lady. If you have to tell people you are you aren't.

Make every mistake count and force yourself to laugh in the toughest of times.

From without no wonderful effect is wrought within ourselves unless some interior responding wonder meets it.

A Coy Aversion...a fluttertoo shyto be seen...

So what else have they said you can’t do and how many of those have you believed?

I am an ordinary person but carried to extremes.

Pride ... is the direct appreciation of oneself.