A Bringer of New Things

Musings on personal growth, books, motherhood, writing, and more.

Quotes: Honesty

“Truth is handsomer than the affectation of love.”
Emerson, “Self-Reliance”

“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”
Emerson, “Self-Reliance”

“No man, for any considerable period, can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the true.”
Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

“When love begins to sicken and decay, / It useth an enforced ceremony. / There are no tricks in plain and simple faith: / But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, / Make gallant show and promise of their mettle; / But when they should endure the bloody spur, / They fall their crests and like deceitful jades / Sink in the trial.”
Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, IV.ii

“Pure want is the essence of living. It’s the human condition, the slender quill that pricks the sectors of the soul, stimulating yearning or envy, desire or desperation….Small children have no compunctions about saying, even shrieking, what they want. At a critical point, though—third grade, fourth grade, fifth—the shame of wanting sets in….We either submerge our wants or present them in such a veiled, indirect fashion that they confuse and annoy….Speak now or forever sacrifice your peace….Just as wanting comes from within, so must the ability to convey it to the people around you. You might begin trying within your immediate circle….You might try having enough faith in others to have faith in yourself….Freedom to want is power steering, your trump card. It’s what enables us to scan new constellations, fall in love or resolve to leave, find our way home. What you want isn’t merely what you get. It’s where you’ll be. It’s who you’ll be.”
Ellen Tier, “Just Say What You Want, Dammit,” Oprah Magazine, Sept. 08

“In reality they all lived in a kind of hieroglyphic world, where the real thing was never said or done or even thought, but only represented by a set of arbitrary signs.”
Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“For she had come to feel that it was the only thing worth saying—what one felt. Cleverness was silly. One must simply say what one felt.”
Virginia Woolf, Mrs. Dalloway

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