oneself

The speaker conjures up centuries of collective sagacity, aligning oneself with an eternal, inarguable good.

Perhaps there is something too painful about throwing oneself too deep into what went wrong.

When one plays life that way, one in a way awakes creative vital energies in oneself that otherwise are not available.

How many details are needed, after all, before one can say to oneself, “This is what I have lost?”

And so the reaction seems to be to corral oneself off from disagreement.

The habit of refreshing oneself with a pipe on some elevated spot which commands a fine view, is common to both sexes.

To suddenly discover oneself proficient where failure had been feared increases self esteem and adds to the sum of happiness.

It is good, I believe, to be respectable, but much nobler to respect oneself and utter the voice of God.

There is no greater folly than in making oneself disagreeable without any probability of reformation.

Whether one does this or that, one finds oneself in pretty much the same position at the end.