Quotes About Self-examination

There are two of me now, old and disfigured, new and disheveled. A crinkled, yellow newspaper balled up in the fireplace, spidery face, rotted jaw, sewn and resewn.

at some point you need to stop looking out at others and start looking inward, at yourself, at your own accomplishments, at your own foibles, at your own successes and your own failures. It's only when you begin to look inward that you can begin to have an effect on those out there, the ones with the greedy eyes and outstretched hands.

No one ever has time to examine himself honestly, and most people look no further than their neighbors' eyes, in which they may see their own reflection.

Every time I end a book, I look down at myself.

It was the first time it had ever occurred to me, that this detestable cant of false humility might have originated out of the Heep family. I had seen the harvest, but had never thought of the seed.

I'm not going to lie, there are more interesting ways to spend your time than answering questions about yourself. But if there were no questions to ask me, I might have a beef with that.

Our time on earth is not well spent by counting rewards before God has given them to us, but rather, by looking for our faults and repenting of them

Time to go inward, man, I hope I have the nerve, to take inventory of the causes that I serve.

When you're a writer, sometimes you have to spend time poking at a part of yourself that normal, sane people leave alone.

Men who live like Casanova are seldom interested in themselves; their egocentricity does not give them time for egotism.

I think it's an important time not to Google myself.

And I stop listening to me, because to put it bluntly, I tire me.

Maybe one morning I'll wake up and step outside of myself to look back at the old me lying dead among the sheets.

I looked at myself in that window, oblivious to all the people around me and I stared and smiled that particular smile. You know that smile that seems to knock you and tell you how pathetic you are? That's the smile I was smiling.

Do not despise your inner world.

Are snoopers snooping on their own pain? Probably.

no hay objeto de estudio más digno del hombre que el hombre mismo».

No hay objeto de estudio más digno del hombre que el hombre mismo.

Life is only the mirror into which a man gazes not in order that he may get a reflection of himself, but that he may come to understand himself by that reflection; that he may see what it is that the mirror shows.

There are things that you can't do - like writing letters to a part of yourself. To your feet or hair. Or heart.

Must we behave like some damn godforsaken tribe that's just been discovered?

My silences had not protected me. your silence will not protect you. But for every real word spoken, for every attempt I had ever made to speak those truths for which I am still seeking, I had made contact with other women while we examined the words to fit a world in which we all believed, bridging our differences. And it was the concern and caring of all those women which gave me strength and enabled me to scrutinize the essentials of my living.

Our erotic knowledge empowers us, becomes a lens through which we scrutinize all aspects of our existence, forcing us to evaluate those aspects honestly in terms of their relative meaning within our lives. And this is a grave responsibility, projected from within each of us, not to settle for the convenient, the shoddy, the conventionally expected, nor the merely safe.

Han tände en cigarr och ställde sig att betrakta porträttet. Den som observerat hans ansikte nu, skulle icke kunna se hans tankar, ty han hade redan lärt sig så mycket om livets konst att han icke en gång anförtrodde ensamheten sina meningar, ja, han fruktade till och med att meddela sig med sig själv.