Knowing Myself Quotes (page 2)

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• sky
• soul
• old soul

There was no God in his heart, he knew; his ideas were still in riot; there was ever the pain of memory; the regret for his lost youth-yet thewaters of disillusion had left a deposit on his soul, responsibility and alove of life, the faint stirring of old ambitions and unrealizeddreams...... And he could not tell why the struggle was worth while, why he haddetermined to use to the utmost himself and his heritage from thepersonalities he had passed... He stretched out his arms to the... F. Scott Fitzgerald

• soul
• the secret
• street

I was so astonished that another had penetrated so deeply into the secrets of my soul, and that he knew what I did not know myself, that when I recovered from it he had already been long upon the street. Max Muller

• god
• forbid
• knows

I do not know myself, and God forbid that I should. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

• choices
• skin
• style

Like most people, I've grown a lot more sophisticated in my style choices. I know myself and what suits me better now than I did when I was much younger and feel more comfortable in my own skin. Nina Garcia

• self
• separating
• having

I didn't want to have to deal with having any moniker or separation between the self that I see and know myself as. Mos Def

• named
• want
• names

I don't want to lose my name because that's how I know myself. There is a legacy here. Moon Unit Zappa

• myself
• others
• lets

Let me know myself; let others guess at me. Joseph Hall

• god
• obligations
• realize

While I know myself as a creation of God, I am also obligated to realize and remember that everyone else and everything else are also God's creation. Maya Angelou

• love
• lies
• lied

Knowing what I know of love, I hang back because I don't like to lie to myself. Anne Parillaud

• running
• know
• myself

Know thyself? If I knew myself, I'd run away. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

• running
• running away
• knowingly

Know thyself? If I knew myself I would run away. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

• mom
• driving
• thinking

I often repeat repeat myself, I often repeat repeat. I don't don't know why know why, I simply know that I I Iam am inclined to say to saya lot a lot this way this way-I often repeat repeat myself, I often repeat repeat. I often repeat repeat myself, I often repeat repeat. My mom my mom gets mad gets mad, it irritates my dad my dad, it drives them up a tree a tree, that's what they tell they tell me me-I often repeat repeat myself, I often repeat repeat. I often repeat repeat myself, I often... Jack Prelutsky

• avoiding
• profile
• evening

I would like to be able to say that she broke my heart but I know better. I broke my own heart. I can't say that she did it and get behind that statement in any real way. I know too much. The only one I can blame for my loneliness is myself. Even if I did think that she did it to me I wouldn't feel any better. Tonight I was watching a movie and this actor in the film looked like her when she had a profile shot. She did not break my heart I did. I don't know why I would do something this... Henry Rollins

• saying
• evening
• lost

Yes, now my mind is easy, I know the game is won, I lost them all till now, but it's the last that counts. A very fine achievement I must say, or rather would, if I did not fear to contradict myself. Fear to contradict myself! If this continuous it is myself I shall lose and the thousand ways that lead there. And I shall resemble the wretches famed in fable, crushed beneath the weight of their wish come true. And I even feel a strange desire come over me, the desire to know what I am doing,... Samuel Beckett

• skin
• you me
• home

Explore me' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I’m free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones, myself floating in the cavities that decorate every surgeon’s wall. That is how I know you. You are what I know. Jeanette Winterson