William James on self
William James50 quotes“There is but one cause of human failure. And that is man’s lack of faith in his true Self.”
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Nothing is so fatiguing as the eternal hanging on of an uncompleted task.
William JamesWilliam James New habits can be launched.
William JamesWilliam James It is our attitude at the beginning of a difficult task which, more than anything else, will affect its successful outcome.
William JamesWilliam James A man has as many social selves as there are individuals who recognize him.
William JamesWilliam James Anything you may hold firmly in your imagination can be yours.
William JamesWilliam James In all primary school work the principle of multiple impressions is well recognized.
William JamesWilliam James We want all our friends to tell us our bad qualities; it is only the particular ass that does so whom we can’t tolerate.
William JamesWilliam James The education of attention would be an education par excellence
William JamesWilliam James The ultimate test of what a truth means is the conduct it dictates or inspires.
William JamesWilliam James An act has no ethical quality whatever unless it be chosen out of several all equally possible.
William JamesWilliam James It is only by risking our persons from one hour to another that we live at all.
William JamesWilliam James One of the greatest discoveries of our time is that a man can alter the state of their life by altering the state of their mind.
William JamesWilliam James I don’t sing because I’m happy; I’m happy because I sing.
William JamesWilliam James The great use of life is to spend it for something that will outlast it.
William JamesWilliam James That which is most personal, is most interesting.
William JamesWilliam James The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.
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All words and sayings gently turn, returning to the self.
Bassui TokushoBassui Tokusho Never chain your dogs together with sausages. One must accustom one’s self to be bored.
John BergerJohn Berger Unfortunately, in seeing ourselves as we truly are, not all that we see is beautiful and attractive. This is undoubtedly part of the reason we flee silence.
Basil PenningtonBasil Pennington To surmise was not to conquer, of course; he was as helpless as ever but there was a dim liberation in seeing how he had been lied to, and he felt that at least he could take one thing from the terrible years through which he had come: he was free of self-delusion.
Barry N. MalzbergBarry N. Malzberg You are the best friend you will ever have. In the presence of your true self you will become the most peaceful, the most relaxed, the most natural person possible.
BartholomausBartholomaus Tomorrow is another day, we rather hope it will be better but better it won’t be unless self-foibles are examined.
Barbara OakleyBarbara Oakley We hold these truths to be self-evident; All people are born creative; Endowed by our Creator with the inalienable right and responsibility to express our creativity for the sake of ourselves and our world.
Barbara Marx HubbardBarbara Marx Hubbard Departed suns their trails of splendor drew Across departed summers: whispers came From voices, long ago resolved again Into the primeval Silence, and we twain, Ghosts of our present selves, yet still the same, As in a spectral mirror wandered there.
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