Bob Mould Quotes

If you hate a person, you hate something in him that is part of yourself. What isn't part of ourselves doesn't disturb us.

Introspection! I hate it!

People only hate what they see in themselves.

Instead of hating the people you think are war-makers, hate the appetites and disorder in your own soul, which are the causes of war. If you love peace, then hate injustice, hate tyranny, hate greed - but hate these things in yourself, not in another.

A man's hatred is always concentrated upon that which makes him conscious of his bad qualities.

We are never more discontented with others than when we are discontented with ourselves. The consciousness of wrong-doing makes us irritable, and our heart, in its cunning, quarrels with what is outside it, in order that it may deafen the clamor within.

Every single human being is trying his best. We're all doing the best we can. But when we believe what we think, we have to live out those thoughts. When there's chaos in our heads, there's chaos in our lives. When there's hurt in our thinking, there's hurt in our lives. Love thy neighbor as thyself? I always have. When I hated me, I hated you. That's how it works. If I hate someone, I'm mistaking them for me, and solutions remain hidden.

Instead of always asking yourself why so-and-so acts this or that way, learn to ask: "What's inside of me that wants to hurt itself over how anyone else acts?"

It is only when you're lying to yourself or hating some aspect of yourself that you'll get an emotional charge from someone else's behavior.

As Lucretius says: 'Thus ever from himself doth each man flee.' But what does he gain if he does not escape from himself? He ever follows himself and weighs upon himself as his own most burdensome companion. And so we ought to understand that what we struggle with is the fault, not of the places, but of ourselves

We create our own unhappiness. The purpose of suffering is to help us understand we are the ones who cause it.

Whatever one of us blames in another, each one will find in his own heart.

Seeing my malevolent face in the mirror, my benevolent soul shrinks back.

I don't recognize my former self. Like I'm on the outside looking in at my life. Who is that guy?

I realized that there was something internal that I could gain from pursuing this career as an actor. However, once I got into the business I just really abhorred what this career can drum up inside of a person.

It was completely fruitless to quarrel with the world, whereas the quarrel with oneself was occasionally fruitful and always, she had to admit, interesting.

Simply put, you believe that things or people make you unhappy, but this is not accurate. You make yourself unhappy.

Anybody can get lost in themselves.

When I read profiles of myself, I sometimes think: 'I have spent my whole life struggling to understand my motivations and impulses, and I've never quite sorted them out.'

I'm the one who has to look in the mirror, and after a while it begins to eat at you.

All honor's wounds are self-inflicted.

You are in the back of your head somewhere and you want to close your eyes and go away.

There is no witness so terrible and no accuser so powerful as conscience which dwells within us.

Every man is crucified upon the cross of himself.

I have no desire to look at myself.