Evolving Self Quotes

I'm not the Towie girl I once was, I'm not that girl anymore.

I will grow. I will become something new and grand, but no grander than I now am. Just as the sky will be different in a few hours, its present perfection and completeness is not deficient, so am I presently perfect and not deficient. I will be different tomorrow. I will grow and I am not deficient.

I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then

There is no old Adam Young, there is no new Adam Young, merely different colors and different brushstrokes over the same canvas.

No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side. Or you don't.

To have been always what I am - and so changed from what I was.

You can't help but change a little bit, but on the inside I'm still completely the same person.

I have no idea what my persona would be. As far as I'm concerned, I'm changing all the time.

Trying to catch hold of yourself is a fool's errand. There is no you, only a series of former yous, created in one instant, deleted in the next.

The smartest and most successful people I know are the people who are constantly evolving, always learning. It does not end with school.

I know myself as mortal, but this raises the question: "What is I?" Am I an individual, or am I an evolving life stream composed of countless selves?

The world has changed around me. I've been me, and continuously being me in a constant, steadfast way.

But I wasn't the girl I'd been when I left, and I knew it.

A stone lies in a river; a piece of wood is jammed against it; dead leaves, drifting logs, and branches caked with mud collect; weeds settle there, and soon birds have made a nest and are feeding their young among the blossoming water plants. Then the river rises and the earth is washed away. The birds depart, the flowers wither, the branches are dislodged and drift downward; no trace is left of the floating island but a stone submerged by the water; - such is our personality.

I come from a tradition of Western culture, in which the ideal (my ideal) was the complex, dense, and 'cathedral-like' structure of the highly educated and articulate personality--a man or woman who carried inside themselves a personally constructed and unique version of the entire heritage of the West. [But now] I see within us all (myself included) there placement of complex inner density with a new kind of self--evolving under the pressure of information overload and the technology of the 'instantly available.'

We're constantly morphing into different outward manifestations of ourselves. That's what I find curious about people.

I don't like permanency. I just like to slip and slide, and in identity, I think that's a very feminine artist's point of view.

You are an endless project...changing, evolving, surprising.

There are so many people we could become, and we leave such a trail of bodies through our teens and twenties that it's hard to tell which one is us. How many versions do we abandon over the years?

Age continually alters the faces of those who think or study, and so their portraits differ from one another and don't even resemble them for very long. I dream so much and live so little that I'm sometimes only three years old. But the next day I'm three hundred, if the dream has been sombre.