I don't want to be a passenger in my own life.

If I can't really find a way to live with myself, I can't expect anyone else to live with me.

My life is for itself and not for a spectacle.

A life not lived for others is not a life.

Perhaps; but I am a difficult person to live with. My difficulty consists in not wanting to live with other people.

I learned a long time ago that I can't live my life for everybody else. We learn and we grow from our mistakes, and we get older and more mature.

I live in my own way, I don’t consider you. I don’t consider anybody at all — because if you start considering others you can’t live your life authentically. Consider and you will become phony.

Who does not in some sort live to others, does not live much to himself.

I do not live for what the world thinks of me, but for what I think of myself.

...before I can live with other folks I’ve got to live with myself.

This life is mine alone. So I have stopped asking people for directions to places they've never been.

Mine own people do not care for me, John Carter; I am too unlike them. It is a sad fate, since I must live my life amongst them.

You can't live your life for other people. You've got to do what's right for you, even if it hurts some people you love.

I don't want my past to become anyone else's future.