I’ve always told the truth. I think that’s been part of the foundation of my career. I don’t put myself above people. I don’t put myself different than people. And I, for one, know that none of us is immune.
If I was to go to sleep before midnight, I would feel weird about myself, like I wasted a day. My most productive hours are between midnight and five.
I have brought myself, by long meditation, to the conviction that a human being with a settled purpose must accomplish it, and that nothing can resist a will which will stake even existence upon its fulfillment.
Delusions of grandeur make me feel a lot better about myself.
I do not take a single newspaper, nor read one a month, and I feel myself infinitely the happier for it.
I always wanted to win, but I only used to get upset if I hadn’t done myself and the people around me proud – that was my motivation for always wanting to do better.
You know, I think the greatest gift in the world is a good employee, you know, or people who can do your work for you and do it well the way you’d like to have it done. And I’ve always been able to surround myself with really good people.
The more I thought to myself, ‘Are my thoughts right, am I being obedient enough?’ the worse it was… one of the most painful things you can experience in life is not so much physical pain, but being self-occupied. Because to the extent you are self-occupied, that’s the extent you will be in pain.
I look most like myself… when I’m wearing my black, nerdy engineering glasses.
You’ll be someone’s favourite, and someone else is going to hate you, aren’t they? I know that I can’t please everyone, but what I can do is be myself and be true to my values.
I think of myself as an intelligent, sensitive human being with the soul of a clown which always forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
I live in sin, to kill myself I live; no longer my life my own, but sin’s; my good is given to me by heaven, my evil by myself, by my free will, of which I am deprived.
I do not want to be the angel of any home: I want for myself what I want for other women, absolute equality. After that is secured, then men and women can take turns being angels.
With my music, I can express myself so much. A lot of the fans can sense that I’m relating to them something that’s quite personal.
I have never felt more confident in myself, more clear on who I am as a woman. But I am constantly thinking about my own health and making sure that I’m eating right and getting exercise and watching the aches and pains. I want to be this really fly 80-90-year old.
I must lose myself in action, lest I wither in despair.
I always invest my own money in the companies that I create. I don’t believe in the whole thing of just using other people’s money. I don’t think that’s right. I’m not going to ask other people to invest in something if I’m not prepared to do so myself.
The fact is, I’m gay, always have been, always will be, and I couldn’t be any more happy, comfortable with myself, and proud.
We are all selfish and I no more trust myself than others with a good motive.
I trust no one, not even myself.
I’ll always keep fighting, keep being myself and be as respectful as I can be to stay as true to myself as I can and stay humble.
I don’t see myself as extremely handsome. I just figure I can charm you into liking me.
I’m at peace with myself. The main thing is not letting people dictate what I do or what I am.
I like sneakers. I guess I could call myself a collector.
I am my own cheerleader. I am the one who puts my goals, who pushes myself to get to the next goal. I don’t have someone next to me saying, ‘Here you go, now do this, it’s your next step, go for it.’
While acting in ‘W,’ my worries about the way I act settled down. I also discovered another side of myself. It was a turning point.
I always wanted to be honest with myself and to those who have had faith in me.
I liked school, but I used to dread those moments when the teacher would call me up to give an oral report. I forced myself to deal with it and not dwell on the class in front of me – to keep a straight face, give the report and concentrate on getting it right. That’s normally how I perform. That’s how I am.
I don’t have to prove myself to anyone. People know what I’m capable of. I’ve spent a long time in this game.
I don’t see myself as beautiful, because I can see a lot of flaws. People have really odd opinions. They tell me I’m skinny, as if that’s supposed to make me happy.
I’m always interested in challenging myself and pushing and seeing how far I can go.
And why not death rather than living torment? To die is to be banish’d from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish’d from her Is self from self: a deadly banishment!
The first thing I said to myself on 9/11 was, ‘There go our civil rights.’ I found out by comparing notes later that George Carlin and I both said that at the exact same time. That’s the first thing that popped into our head.
Everyone has highs and lows that they have to learn from, but every morning I start off with a good head on my shoulders, saying to myself, ‘It’s going to be a good day!’.
If you ever think about me, and you ain’t gonna do no revolutionary act, forget about me. I don’t want myself on your mind if you’re not going to work for the people.
I never force myself to be devout except when I feel so inspired, and never compose hymns of prayers unless I feel within me real and true devotion.
I have now taken a serious task upon myself and I fear a greater one that is in the power of any man to perform in the given time-but it is too late to go back.
I never thought of myself as being handsome or good-looking or whatever. I always felt like an outsider.
I get mad. I get sad. I have all those emotions. But I just like to keep them to myself. I don’t think my fans need to be bothered with if I’m mad or sad about something. I should just be concerned that they are keeping up with my music or I’m making them happy with my show.
I’ve always been in the right place and time. Of course, I steered myself there.
For myself I hold no preferences among flowers, so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous. Bricks to all greenhouses! Black thumb and cutworm to the potted plant!
I’ve never been a very prolific person, so when creativity flows, it flows. I find myself scribbling on little notepads and pieces of loose paper, which results in a very small portion of my writings to ever show up in true form.
I believe in myself and maybe people take that as cocky and flash but in this game you have to believe in yourself or you won’t get anywhere.
Let others either envy or pity me; I care not, so long as I enjoy myself.
Everything I do, I do it being myself.
I knew I wanted to do music, but leaving such a successful career one would think I’d kind of shot myself in the foot. I knew I made the right decision, and at the end of the day it’s up to me to get where I want to go, but it’s a lot to take on.
Honestly, it’s not the medals that I feel so proud of. It’s the way I conducted myself as an athlete, the hard work that I put forward.
I have given myself a Tesla for my 60th birthday.
I can’t tone it down. I’m being me and being myself.
I am God’s vessel. But my greatest pain in life is that I will never be able to see myself perform live.
I am, indeed, a king, because I know how to rule myself.
I see myself as a player for whom there are no limits.
I had a dream that I was awake and I woke up to find myself asleep.
I don’t consider myself a goody-goody, but I like to be perceived as classy.
I’ve told myself I have a chance to make history, and that’s my focus.
I use fake tan myself with a self tanning spray.
The burden of the self is lightened with I laugh at myself.
Thanks to Allah, I trust myself to distinguish between right and wrong.
I quote others only in order the better to express myself.
I’ve worked on a variety of campaigns and fought for a variety of conservative causes for a long time. But it wasn’t until I came back from my military service that I realized I needed to devote myself to others.
Whenever I’m feeling down, I remind myself that my flaws make me perfect, because in reality there is no perfect.
I hate watching myself on screen. I can’t stand it.
If anything is certain, it is that I myself am not a Marxist.
Where ever I am I always find myself looking out the window wishing I was somewhere else.
For years I tried to put myself in a box, and it frustrated me, so I had to let go and let the universe take its course.
I don’t know if it’s just me or everyone, but the whole vibe with skiing is not so much thriving on competition against others as it is against myself and the clock.
I had to bring myself back down to being a normal person again.
I’m not different for the sake of being different, only for the desperate sake of being myself. I can’t join your gang: you’d think I was a phony and I’d know it.
I don’t go by or change my attitude based on what people say. At the end of the day, they, too, are judging me from their perspective. I would rather be myself and let people accept me for what I am than be somebody who I am not, just because I want people’s approval.
