“Prefer being rejected at your new standard than being accepted at your old one.”
Source: Personality Isn't Permanent: Break Free from Self-Limiting Beliefs and Rewrite Your Story
“One cannot fix the few great figures of the early. In all periods exist, the great people, poets, writers, philosophers, and artists. If, anyone denies that, he or she denies, the entire reality including self too”
“Managing or realizing the self is the biggest charity you can do to humanity.”
“Hide me from this battle with words / and put out the furies of my elemental body.”
Source: Extracting the Stone of Madness: Poems 1962 - 1972
“To know who you truly are in a crowd gives you control over your destiny.”
Source: The Sniper Mind: Eliminate Fear, Deal with Uncertainty, and Make Better Decisions
“Solitude is noncommunication, the absence of others, the presence of a self sufficient to itself.”
Source: The Birthday of the World and Other Stories
“I once told a little girl,
that you can be what you wish.
She looked at me with an atheist’s apprehension
‘Why didn’t you become what you wished then?’
That question, till date, is growing like weed in my being.”
Source: A Teaspoon Of Stars
“The more I care for myself, the more I can care beyond myself.”
“It seems to me that your oldest friends can offer a glimpse of who you were from a time before you had a sense of yourself.”
Source: Rules for Visiting
“But I'll have to ask you to wait a long time, Anne," said Gilbert sadly. "It will be three years before I'll finish my medical course. And even then there will be no diamond sunbursts and marble halls."
Anne laughed.
"I don't want sunbursts and marble halls. I just want YOU. You see I'm quite as shameless as Phil about it. Sunbursts and marble halls may be all very well, but there is more `scope for imagination' without them. And as for the waiting, that doesn't matter. We'll just be happy, waiting and working for each other -- and dreaming. Oh, dreams will be very sweet now."
Gilbert drew her close to him and kissed her. Then they walked home together in the dusk, crowned king and queen in the bridal realm of love, along winding paths fringed with the sweetest flowers that ever bloomed, and over haunted meadows where winds of hope and memory blew.”
Source: Anne of the Island