Rabindranath Tagore Quotes

Self-hatred is worse than loneliness.

I really believe that all of us have a lot of darkness in our souls. Anger, rage, fear, sadness. I don't think that's only reserved for people who have horrible upbringings. I think it really exists and is part of the human condition. I think in the course of your life you figure out ways to deal with that.

It's a brooding melancholy that haunts me.

Many of us crucify ourselves between two thieves - regret for the past and fear of the future.

But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner.

Every faculty and virtue I possess can be used as an instrument with which to worry myself.

I think so many people live their whole life in fear and doubt and shame.

Like a lot of people, I've got a self-loathing streak that's alive and well. It acts as a de facto engine when I'm working, but it also has its extraordinary pitfalls, too.

I have trouble keeping a lid on the self-hatred.

Affliction hardens and discourages us because, like a red hot iron, it stamps the soul to its very depths with the scorn, the disgust, and even the self-hatred and sense of guilt that crime logically should produce but actually does not.

Your worst enemy cannot harm you as much as your own unguarded thoughts.

The disturbers of our happiness, in this world, are our desires, our griefs, and our fears.

You become the victim of the past, and your tormentor today is your self left over from yesterday.

Worry, fear, self-distrust bows the heart and turns the spirit back to dust.

Insecurity is miserable. That's the bottom line. We don't need it. We don't want it. And we really can live without it. So what would happen if we quite being accomplices in our own misery?

When it’s quiet in my head like this, that’s when the voice doesn’t need to tell me how pathetic I am. I know it in the deepest part of me. When it’s quiet like this, that’s when I truly hate myself.

Only self-hatred could lead him to ruin himself because his heart was "broken.

"It almost always happens that people enjoy a few moments and then afterwards feel very guilty. The guilt arises because of the ego. The ego starts torturing them, "What are you doing? Have you decided to kill me? And I am your only treasure. Killing me? You will be destroyed. Killing me is destroying yourself."

I wanted to pray for an hour, but I keep thinking and thinking, and always sick thoughts, and my head aches - what is the use of praying? - it's only a sin! It is strange, too, that I am not sleepy: in great, too great sorrow, after the first outbursts one is always sleepy. Men condemned to death, they say, sleep very soundly on the last night. And so it must be, it si the law of nature, otherwise their strength would not hold out... I lay down on the sofa but I did not sleep...

What I've learned about being angry with people is that it generally hurts you more than it hurts them.

Most self-laceration is more noisy than painful.

When the beginnings of self destruction enter the heart, it seems no bigger than a grain of sand.

Humans punish themselves endlessly for not being what they believe they should be. They become very self-abusive, and they use other people to abuse themselves as well.