Quotes About Inner

Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes clean to the bone. —DOROTHY PARKER

We all know individuals in recovery who have given up the booze or another addiction, yet they are staying dry or abstinent only by redirecting their intense inner misery into the lives of others.

At school, new ideas are thrust at you every day. Out in the world, you'll have to find your inner motivation to seek for new ideas on your own.

There is internal war in man between reason and the passions. If he had only reason without passions ... If he had only passions without reason ... But having both, he cannot be without strife, being unable to be at peace with the one without being at war with the other. Thus he is always divided against, and opposed to himself.

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There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him.

But sometimes, to enable her to bear her life, she needed the accompaniment of an inward music and she could not always compose it for herself.

We may have heaven and hell in us, but we choose who we are. And who we fight.

Never forget, the greatest battle we'll ever face is the battle within ourselves.

Whatever we call it - mind, character, soul - we like to think we possess something that is greater than the sum of our neurons that 'animates' us.

You become the monster you fear the worst, so the monster won't overtake you.

The mother of all problems and conflicts lies within you, and that is expecting things from others.

That the deaf man cannot hear the sound of the crashing ocean waves, or the blind man cannot see the beauty of an autumn sky, does not mean the sea and the sky do not exist. So, like the blind man, close your eyes. Like the deaf man, block your ears; go inside and realize…that which you seek has been there, within you, all along. This is when the blind will see and the deaf will hear.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me.

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.

I am glad the rain is coming down hard. It's the way I feel inside.

It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.

I write only because There is a voice within me That will not be still.

It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.

pero cuando llegó el momento de hacerlo, la piel de mi muñeca parecía tan blanca e indefensa que no pude. era como si lo que yo quería matar no estuviera en esa piel ni en el ligero pulso azul que saltaba bajo mi pulgar, sino en alguna parte, más profunda, más secreta y mucho más difícil de alcanzar.

I am terrified by this dark thing that sleeps in me; all day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity. Clouds pass and disperse. Are those the faces of love, those pale irretrievables? Is it for such I agitate my heart?

But when it came right down to it, the skin of my wrist looked so white and defenseless that I couldn't do it. It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in that skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.

Era como se o que eu quisesse matar não estivesse naquela pele ou no leve pulsar azul sob o meu dedão, mas em outro lugar mais profundo e secreto, bem mais difícil de alcançar.

It was as if what I wanted to kill wasn't in the skin or the thin blue pulse that jumped under my thumb, but somewhere else, deeper, more secret, and a whole lot harder to get at.