Top 1200 Self-Love Quotes & Sayings - Page 19

Self-awareness is probably overrated. A complex, self-regulating system doesn't need it in order to be successful, or even smart.

Beauty, by way of fashion, has to do with confidence, with flattering silhouettes, with patterns, with proper fit for body type, and with an abundance of self-love!

I believe you can have a much better life if you are true to your core self, and therefore guided by love and intuitive inner knowing.

It is his capacity for self-improvement and self-redemption which most distinguishes man from the mere brute.

There is little advantage in pleasing ourselves when we please no one else, for our great self-love is often chastised by the scorn of others.

I think it's hard to leave a relationship that you shouldn't be in. It's a self thing and not really realizing your worth and how much you deserve in love.

Forget about trying to stabilize the personal sense of Self. It is inherently unstable. See that the Self watches this.

The breeding we give young people is ordinarily but an additional self-love, by which we make them have a better opinion of themselves.

Serving others breaks you free from the shackles of self and self-absorption that choke out the joy of living.

Delia's arms were inscribed with a grid of self- inflicted wounds, an intricate text of self-loathing

The cyborg is a kind of disassembled and reassembled, postmodern collective and personal self. This is the self feminists must code.

If we give our children sound self-love, they will be able to deal with whatever life puts before them.

Ignorance is the failure to discriminate between the permanent and the impermanent, the pure and the impure, bliss and suffering, the Self and the non-Self.

The pure mystic wishes to approach his God only in the all-embracing love. The yogi, too, walks toward one single aspect of God. The bhakti-yogi keeps to the road of love and devotion, the raja and hatha yogi choose the path of self-control or volition, the jnana yogi will follow that of wisdom and cognition.

Projecting yourself until everything is talking about you is, of course, a self-flattering form of self-pity

Romantic love is an obsession. It possesses you. You lose your sense of self. You can’t stop thinking about another human being.

God, is this all it is, the ricocheting down the corridor of laughter and tears? Of self-worship and self-loathing? Of glory and disgust?

Under any circumstance, simply do your best, and you will avoid self-judgment, self-abuse and regret.

It often occurs that pride and selfishness are muddled with strength and independence. They are neither equal nor similar; in fact, they are polar opposites. A coward may be so cowardly that he masks his weakness with some false personification of power. He is afraid to love and to be loved because love tends to strip bare all emotional barricades. Without love, strength and independence are prone to losing every bit of their worth; they become nothing more than a fearful, intimidated, empty tent lost somewhere in the desert of self.

Love includes vulnerability, surrender, self-valuing, steadiness, and a willingness to face - rather than run from - the worst of ourselves.

When your sin is exposed, you will run toward confession and forgiveness or self-righteousness and self-justification.

In science, self-satisfaction is death. Personal self-satisfaction is the death of the scientist. Collective self-satisfaction is the death of the research. It is restlessness, anxiety, dissatisfaction, agony of mind that nourish science.

On its self-titled debut, Happy Birthday flirts with several flavors of love, and 'Girls FM' is where taste gets confusing.

Every experience of love, bliss, belonging, inspiration, and insight provides a stepping stone back to your true self.

I'm really about body positivity and self-love, and I will definitely push the boundary with a pink midriff-baring top.

You know what you are actually in love with? Integrity. The impossible. The clean, consistent, reasonable, self-faithful, the all-of-one-style, like a work of art.

Fiction is nothing less than the subtlest instrument for self-examination and self-display that Mankind has invented yet.

Hunger, love, pain, fear are some of those inner forces which rule the individual's instinct for self preservation.

We often choose a friend as we do a mistress - for no particular excellence in themselves, but merely from some circumstance that flatters our self-love.

When hard times come, the greatest danger does not necessarily lie in the circumstances we face, but rather in the way we treat ourselves at the time. Nothing is more dangerous than self-hate. Nothing makes it more difficult to heal or to find the grace of peace than self-attack and the agony of self-doubt.

The path of love has many opponents - fear, self-pity, anxiety, hate, lust, greed, avarice - all the usual freinds.

To think profoundly, to seek and speak truth, to love justice and denounce wrong is to draw upon one's self the ill will of many.

A self-awareness moment. All of a sudden everything he has done comes flashing into his mind, a self-criticism that is unbearable.

Self-actualization cannot be attained if it is made an end in itself, but only as a side effect of self-transcendence.

Gluttony should be destroyed by self-control; unchastity by desire for God and longing for the blessings held in store; avarice by compassion for the poor; anger by goodwill and love for all men; worldly dejection by spiritual joy; listlessness by patience, perseverance and offering thanks to God; self-esteem by doing good in secret and by praying constantly with a contrite heart; and pride by not judging or despising anyone in the manner of the boastful Pharisee (cf. Lk. 18:11-12), and by considering oneself the least of all men.

If we only identify with the mortal world, then we identify with a level of scarcity and lack and brokenness, and that will be our experience. But if we shift our experience of self-identification - and this is what enlightenment is - from the body-self to the spiritual-self, then we place ourselves under an entirely different set of possibilities and probabilities.

Courage, I now see, is a journey involving self-doubt and self-examination, with the end never in sight.

Friendship is strengthened by...that which ever so lightly elevates us from the trough of self-concern and self-devotion.

The reward for doing right is mostly an internal phenomenon: self-respect, dignity, integrity, and self-esteem.

The Northwest, to make a generalization, is a fairly sensitive populace. Slightly self-conscious and very self-reflexive.

There is no such thing as a secret among our leaders; communication is very open and honest, and if it's not, then it can become seemingly brutal. You've heard my arguments for love, friends, and authenticity, but there are the deceivers, the manipulators, the control freaks, and the self-appointed teachers in the Body who would love to use our system for their own selfish purposes. We all know the realities of the old sin nature.

Eros is an issue of boundaries. He exists because certain boundaries do. In the interval between reach and grasp, between glance and counterglance, between ‘I love you’ and ‘I love you too,’ the absent presence of desire comes alive. But the boundaries of time and glance and I love you are only aftershocks of the main, inevitable boundary that creates Eros: the boundary of flesh and self between you and me. And it is only, suddenly, at the moment when I would dissolve that boundary, I realize I never can.

The history of the American Negro is the history of this strife, - this longing to attain self-conscious manhood, to merge his double self into a better and truer self. In this merging he wishes neither of the older selves to be lost... He simply wishes to make it possible for a man to be both a Negro and an American.

I was self-conscious of what I would call my "tree-trunk legs" because they are very muscular... but now I've learned to love them.

Love consists in leaving the loved one space to be themselves while providing the security within which that self may flourish.

True love is humble, thereby is it known; Girded for service, seeking not its own; Vaunts not itself, but speaks in self-dispraise.

How can both Nics, the loving and considerate and generous one, and the self-obsessed and self-destructive one, be the same person?

When the collective mentality of any organization is self and self-preservation first, it's a sure sign of pending doom.

Deep down, there is in the substance of the cosmos a primordial disposition, sui generis, for self-arrangement and self-involution.

A mind might ponder its thought for an epoch, and not gain so much self-knowledge as the passion of love shall teach in a day.

For a justice of this ultimate tribunal [the U.S. Supreme Court], the opportunity for self-discovery and the occasion for self-revelation is great.

Fighting with self!! Why not? If we can live in harmony with self, we also have a full right to fight ourselves as well.

Social media, despite its reputation as the ultimate agent of self-promotion, actually feeds on self-loathing.

You are wonderful. Valuable. Worthwhile. Lovable. Not because others think so. Self worth comes from only one place: self.

To deny one's self, to take up the cross, denotes something immeasurably grander than self-imposed penance or rigid conformity to a Divine statute. It is the surrender of self to an ennobling work, an absolute subordination of personal advantages and of personal pleasures for the sake of truth and the welfare of others, and a willing acceptance of every disability which their interests may entail.

Take away from love the fullness of self surrender, the completeness of personal commitment, and what remains will be a total denial and negation of it.

Janie looked down on him and felt a self-crushing love. So her soul crawled out from its hiding place.

Is it possible really to love other people? If I’m lonely and in pain, everyone outside me is potential relief—I need them. But can you really love what you need so badly? Isn’t a big part of love caring more about what the other person needs? How am I supposed to subordinate my own overwhelming need to somebody else’s needs that I can’t even feel directly? And yet if I can’t do this, I’m damned to loneliness, which I definitely don’t want … so I’m back at trying to overcome my selfishness for self-interested reasons.

Seldom can the heart be lonely, If it seek a lonelier still; Self-forgetting, seeking only Emptier cups of love to fill.

A crucified Savior will never be content to have a self-pleasing, self-indulging, worldly-minded people.