It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
The keenest sorrow is to recognize ourselves as the sole cause of all our adversities.
Happiness depends upon ourselves.
If we have not peace within ourselves, it is in vain to seek it from outward sources.
Doing nothing for others is the undoing of ourselves.
Such a simple concept, yet so true: that which we manifest is before us; we are the creators of our own destiny. Be it through intention or ignorance, our successes and our failures have been brought on by none other than ourselves.
Happiness was never important. The problem is that we don't know what we really want. What makes us happy is not to get what we want. But to dream about it. Happiness is for opportunists. So I think that the only life of deep satisfaction is a life of eternal struggle, especially struggle with oneself. If you want to remain happy, just remain stupid. Authentic masters are never happy; happiness is a category of slaves.
We don't build our character by what others see or feel about us, We build our character by what we see and feel in ourselves.
We should think about our strengths, priorities and goals, which will further help us manage our mind and commit ourselves to success.
Surely our greatest and most long-lasting relationship is with ourselves.
Yes, it is possible that we do not grow up, that even as we grow old, we remain the children we always were. We remember ourselves as we were then, and we feel ourselves to be the same. We made ourselves into what we are now then, and we remain what we were, in spite of the years. We do not change for ourselves. Time makes us grow old, but we do not change.
The most difficult obstacle I the search for knowledge is ourselves.
What keeps us from abandoning ourselves entirely to one vice, often, is the fact that we have several.
When we are no longer able to change a situation - we are challenged to change ourselves.
We will bankrupt ourselves in the vain search for absolute security.
Our entire life - consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.
Pride is a sin that can readily be seen in others but is rarely admitted in ourselves.
We fought a revolution to free ourselves from arbitrary power and the whims of a monarch.
We are born to Exist, not to know, to be, not to assert ourselves.
Deciding to not attach ourselves to something that doesn't appropriately represent us is extremely powerful.