Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am, and what I ought to be, At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.

Matthew Arnold
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am,...
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am,...
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am,...
Weary of myself, and sick of asking What I am,...
About This Quote

Of all the questions that people ask, the most important ones are “Who am I?” and “What is my purpose in life?” These are some of the most difficult questions to figure out. You may not have an answer right away, but you can always change your perspective on what you are supposed to be doing. Maybe your purpose is not to venture across the ocean, but rather just to do what you need to do every day. That is what makes you unique and special, so don’t let anyone tell you that you are just a vessel carrying people on their journey through life.

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