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Quotes About Introspection

We all bring out our own perceptions, needs, and experiences to everything we do.
~ Wendy Mass
What is my strength? Do I even have a strength? Maybe I have too many strengths, and that's why I can't think of just one.
~ Wendy Mass
Sometimes the universe, it wants us to pause for a moment. To reflect on what's happening in our lives.
~ Wendy Mass
If I can't figure out why I'm here, then I'm just taking up space.
~ Wendy Mass
Even if we're here for no other reason than because we're here, I don't think it relieves us of deciding what our own purpose here is. I still have to figure that out, but I don't feel like I need to know right this instant anymore. I think I can wait to find out how many apples are inside me.
~ Wendy Mass
Looking isn't the same as seeing
~ Wendy Mass
She stands there, staring down at the floor, the soda she had just grabbed from the shelf now dangling from her hand. "Omigod
~ Wendy Mass
No. But I think maybe I, too, know what it means to be alone. To be misjudged.
~ Wendy Rathbone
As he puttered about outside, he talked to himself. He was his only company, so he never thought it odd. "I really should get a dog." "Should I make chili for dinner? Or turkey soup?" "Hmm. I don't smell snow and
~ Wendy Rathbone
I wonder if because of my reading I have lived more fully or in some ways failed to live, at least in my own time and place.
~ Wendy W. Fairey
I wanted to peel myself off of me.
~ Wendy Walker
We have more than enough people to remind us of that, to give us dispassionate evaluations of our mediocrity.
~ Wendy Walker
Nunca he sido capaz de expresar mis sentimientos exteriormente, como Emma. Pero eso no significa que no los tenga por dentro
~ Wendy Walker
Wir glauben, was wir glauben wollen. Wir glauben, was wir glauben müssen. Möglicherweise gibt es keinen Unterschied zwischen wollen und müssen. Ich weiß es nicht. Aber ich weiß, dass die Wahrheit sich uns einziehen kann, sie kann sich hinter unseren blinden Flecken verstecken, hinter unseren Vorurteilen, unseren hungrigen Herzen, die sich nach Ruhe sehnen. Doch sie ist immer da, wenn wir die Augen öffnen und versuchen, sie zu sehen. Wenn wir wirklich versuchen sie zu sehen.
~ Wendy Walker
Há coisas que talvez tenham de ser verbalizadas, mas não necessariamente ouvidas pelo outro. P102
~ Wendy Walker
Creemos lo que queremos creer. Creemos lo que necesitamos creer. Quizá no haya diferencia entre querer y necesitar. No lo sé. Lo que sí sé es que la verdad se nos puede escapar, esconderse en nuestro punto ciego, en nuestras ideas preconcebidas, en nuestros corazones hambrientos que anhelan tranquilidad. Pero sigue estando ahí cuando abrimos los ojos y tratamos de verla. Si realmente intentamos verla
~ Wendy Walker
No matter how lonely you get or how many birth announcements you receive, the trick is not to get frightened. There's nothing wrong with being alone.
~ Wendy Wasserstein
Anyone who is considered funny will tell you, sometimes without even your asking, that deep inside they are very serious, neurotic, introspective people.
~ Wendy Wasserstein
Am I in the wrong place here, or in the wrong life? Did I not recognize, as I sat in a train that raced past a station and did not stop, that I was on the wrong train, and did I not learn from the conductor that the train would not stop at the next station, either, a hundred kilometers away, and did he not also admit to me, whispering with his hand shielding his mouth, that the train would not stop again at all?
~ Werner Herzog
For a moment the feeling crept over me that my work, my vision, is going to destroy me, and for a fleeting moment I let myself take a long, hard look at myself, something I would not otherwise do--out of instinct, on principle, out of self-preservation--look at myself with objective curiosity to see whether my vision has not destroyed me already. I found it comforting to note that I was still breathing.
~ Werner Herzog
Be careful not to trip over yourself.
~ Wesley D'Amico
Changing the mirror doesn't improve your life.
~ Wesley D'Amico
God is the counselor of the self-taught.
~ Wesley D'Amico
Poetry doesn't speak, but you listen.
~ Wesley D'Amico