#den

The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battle-field, and patriot grave, to every living heart and hearth-stone, all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature. --as quoted in THE RIVER OF WINGED DREAMS ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#angels #civil-war #democracy #destiny #determination

She was looking for something I could never give her." Again his dark eyes bored into Julia's mind. "You have something of the same about you, young woman. Take my advice: Don't think you will find it in another person. You won't. It's not there. You must find it in yourself. ↗

— Iain Pears

#individuality #search #self-awareness #self-reliance #dreams

I also hold very strong personal convictions about censorship. I don't believe in forbidden knowledge. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#forbidden #knowledge #nightshade #censorship

Regin: “I finally understand what a dickie-do is. Your gut does stick out more than your dickie do. ↗

— Kresley Cole

#berserker #declan-chase #dreams-of-a-dark-warrior #immortals-after-dark #kresley-cole

There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#confidence

you can't get away from yourself by moving from one place to another. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#self-awareness #sun

[P]erhaps you notice how the denial is so often the preface to the justification. ↗

— Christopher Hitchens

#justification #lies #torture #torture

I'm not really sure which parts of myself are real and which parts are things I've gotten from books. ↗

— Beatrice Sparks

#sense-of-self #identity

If you understood everything I said, you’d be me ↗

— Miles Davis

#understanding #identity

It'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying "Come up again, dear!" I shall only look up and say "Who am I then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up: if not, I'll stay down here till I'm somebody else"--but, oh dear!' cried Alice, with a sudden burst of tears, 'I do wish they WOULD put their heads down! I am so VERY tired of being all alone here! ↗

— Lewis Carroll

#identity #loneliness #identity