Quotes about Self-realization

You are not responsible for making other people "see the light," and you do not need to "set them straight." You are responsible for helping yourself see the light and for setting yourself straight.

Lat at nigh have you experienced a vision of the person you might become, the work you could accomplish, the realized being you were mean to be? Are you a writer who doesn't write, a painter who doesn't pain, an entrepreneur who never starts a venture? Then you know what Resistance is.

What I am looking for is not out there. It is in me.

Destiny will always make someone angry, but better that person be angry with you than for you to be angry with you. I guarantee you will end up an angry person the day you awaken spiritually and realize that you've adhered to everyone's priorities except your own.

There are no longer any problems to solve. If there are no longer any problems to solve, there's no longer any need for correction. If there's no need for correction, then there's no need for law. Live in the grace of that which is now perfect, as it is. Be perfect, don't try to become perfect. You already are, you just don't know it yet. Be still and know.

In truth, to know oneself seems to be the hardest of all things. Not only our eye, which observes external objects, does not use the sense of sight upon itself, but even our mind, which contemplates intently another's sin, is slow in the recognition of its own defects.

No one will know who we are... until we now who we are! We will be able to go anywhere until we know where we are!

All praise is due to Allah that I went to Boston when I did. If I hadn't, I'd probably still be a brainwashed black Christian.

She suddenly realized that there, ..., she had found something new about herself, discovered that she was a human being with feelings, thoughts and opinions of her own, a being separate from all others, a person in her own right

I started to get found, to discover who I had been born to be, instead of the impossibly small package, all tied up tightly in myself, that I had agreed to be.

Romola had had contact with no mind that could stir the larger possibilities of her nature; they lay folded and crushed like embryonic wings, making no element in her consciousness beyond an occasional vague uneasiness.

This is the very perfection of a man, to find out his own imperfections.