Quotes about Personal Growth

In a series of wonderful essays, Evan Handler gives himself up to us - warts and all. To our amusement and bemusement we share in his emotional growth as he struggles to mature. I not only laughed along with him but felt that I too had grown a little along the way. Who could ask for more?

Intendo dire", disse Alice, "che uno non può fare a meno di crescere." "Uno forse non può", disse Humpty Dumpty, "ma due possono. Con un aiuto adeguato, avresti potuto fermarti a sette anni.

Più ci cavo io per me, meno ci cavi tu per te

No tiene utilidad volver ayer , porque entonces era una persona distinta

So that was Chris and her reading and schooling, two Chrisses there were that fought for her heart and tormented her. You hated the land and the coarse speak of the folk and learning was brave and fine one day; and the next you'd waken with the peewits crying across the hills, deep and deep, crying in the heart of you and the smell of the earth in your face, almost you'd cry for that, the beauty of it and the sweetness of the Scottish land and skies.

I wonder how many times each day she dies a little.

There's a lot about discovering who you are and how difficult that is. And it never stops.

There is a time in every life when paths are chosen, character is forged. I could have chosen a different path. But I didn't. I failed myself.

You've been assigned an identity since birth. Then you spend the rest of your life walking around in it to see if it really fits. You try on all these different selves and abandon just as many. But really it's about dismantling all that false armor, getting down to what's real.

We're all damaged somehow.-A Great and Terrible Beauty

Because I'm not enough, she thought. That was the terrible echo shouting up at her: Fraud, fraud, fraud. She got drunk and talked too much and danced on tables. She had a temper and a sharp tongue, and she often blurted out things she instantly regretted. Worst of all, she suspected that was who she truly was—not so much a bright young thing as a messy young thing.

The hand you hold the longest is your own.

We're all damaged, somehow.

I change the world and the world changes me

I encourage you to do this exercise. Do it now. Get out a piece of paper and make your (2) columns. List your husband's faults and as many of your wrong responses as you can think of. You'll be surprised that your responses are as bad or worse than his faults. After you have finished, confess your wrong attitudes to God and burn the paper. Definitely do not show it to your husband. This exercise is for your benefit - to help you get the plank out of your own eye!

There is still too much stuff in you that God needs to work out Ã¢â'¬Â¦ You will not be free by October.

Later came the hard knowledge that no one can save you from yourself.

I know you have a past, but personally, I'm vested in our future.

I don't know who I am," I say. "No one does. Everyone spends their lives figuring that out, even people who've never been kidnapped.

I've made my mistakes and taken my licks and I still think a quiet life is overrated.

Oh no. I don't do children. They're small, needy, easily destroyed. Let's be honest. I've come a long way from my family history

I always thought the idea of education was to learn to think for yourself.

Society's future will depend on a continuous improvement program for the human character. And what will that future bring? I do not know, but it will be exciting.

I used to be a discipline problem, which caused me embarrassment until I realized that being a discipline problem in a racist society is sometimes an honor.