Quotes About Introspection

Solitude is not merely a matter of being alone: it is a territory to be entered and occupied.

Quite pure, quite free of future planning, I mounted the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering, so sure of nothing more to buy for future needs, while in my heart the stored reserves kept silent.

turn towards nature, and try, like a First Man, to say what you see and experience and love and lose.

It is quite rare to encounter a truly creative and productive person who resides in his own stillness or simply in the midst of his melody, close to the honest beating of his heart!

You have to live within yourself and think of all of life, all of its millions of possibilities, openings, and futures in relation to which there exists nothing that is past or has been lost. (Letters on Life)

Here I feel that there is no one anywhere who can answer for you those questions and feelings which, in their depths, have a life of their own; for even the most articulate people are unable to help, since what words point to is so very delicate, is almost unsayable.

love your solitude, accept the pain it causes you, and make a melody with it.

And so I repress myself, and swallow the call-note of depth-dark sobbing.

No one can advise and assist you, no one. There is only one way: go into yourself.

All feelings that concentrate you and lift you up are pure; only that feeling is impure which grasps just one side of your being and thus distorts you. Everything you can think of as you face your childhood, is good. Everything that makes more of you than you have ever been, even in your best hours, is right.

Így csetlünk-botlunk, félig ember, félig gúnykép mindegyikünk: nem vagyunk mi sem színészek, sem valódiak.

You longed to be yourself.

schließlich wollte ich Ihnen ja auch nur raten, still und ernst durch Ihre Entwicklung durchzuwachsen; Sie können sie gar nicht heftiger stören, als wenn Sie nach außen sehen und von außen Antwort erwarten auf Fragen, die nur Ihr innerstes Gefühl in Ihrer leisesten Stunde vielleicht beantworten kann.

There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.

Pues cerca de la muerte uno ya no ve la muerte y mira fijamente hacia afuera, quizás con una gran mirada de animal.

For this reason, my dear Sir, the only advice I have is this: to go into yourself and to examine the depths from which your life springs; at its source you will find the answer to the question of whether you have to write. Accept this answer as it is, without seeking to interpret it. Perhaps it will turn out that you are called to be an artist. Then assume this fate and bear it, its burden and its greatness, without ever asking after the rewards that may

gal mirusieji yra tie, kurie iš?jo pam?styti apie gyvenim?.

I believe that almost all our sadnesses are periods of tautening that we experience as numbers because we can no longer hear the stirring of our feelings, which have become foreign to us.

I am learning to see. Why, I cannot say, but all things enter more deeply into me; nor do the impressions remain at the level where they used to cease. There is a place within me of which I knew nothing. Now all things tend that way. I do not know what happens there.

And we: spectators, always, everywhere, turned toward the world of objects, never outward. It fills us. We arrange it. It breaks down. We rearrange it, then break down ourselves. (Und wir: Zuschauer, immer, uberall, dem allen zugewandt und nie hinaus! Uns uberfullts. Wir ordnens. es zerfallt. Wir ordnens wieder und zerfallen selbst.)

solo quien está dispuesto a todo, quien no excluye ninguna experiencia, incluso la más incomprensible, vivirá la relación con otra persona como algo vivo y él mismo sondeará las profundidades de su propio ser.

Lo que se necesita no es más que esto: soledad, gran soledad interior. Adentrarse en sí mismo y no encontrarse con nadie durante horas: esto es lo que hay que poder alcanzar. Estar solo, como se estaba solo de niño, cuando los adultos andaban enredados con cosas que parecían importantes y grandes, porque los mayores parecían muy ocupados y porque uno no comprendía nada de lo que hacían.

Si votre vie quotidienne vous paraît pauvre, ne l'accusez pas; accusez-vous plutôt, dites-vous que vous n'êtes pas assez poète pour en convoquer les richesses. Pour celui qui crée, il n'y a pas, en effet, de pauvreté ni de lieu indigent, indifférent.

Who among us would not have to strive for this above everything else: to reach such security in one's ability that one has always the correct counterweights ready within one's conscience to offset the judgment that arrives from the outside.