Quotes About Introspection

Los viejos pecados tienen largas sombras

Anne's awfully sensitive,' said Rhoda. 'And she's bad about—well, facing things. If anything's upset her, she'd just rather not talk about it,

No, no es tan ridículo como usted se figura. Se basa en una necesidad fundamental de la naturaleza humana, en la necesidad de hablar, de revelarse uno a sí mismo

Calgary sighed. Things were never, he thought, the way you imagined them to be. Every day he found himself less attracted to the man whose name he had taken such trouble to vindicate. He was almost coming to understand and share the point of view which had so astounded him at Sunny Point.

There are certain humiliating moments in the lives of the greatest of men. It has been said that no man is a hero to his valet. To that may be added that few men are heroes to themselves at the moment of visiting their dentist.

The truth is," said Evelyn, "that one doesn't really know anything about anybody." She added, "Not even the people who are nearest to you…." "Isn't that going a little too far, Evelyn—exaggerating too much?" "I don't think it is. When you think of people, it is in the image you have made of them for yourself." "I know you," said Edward Hillingdon quietly. "You think you do.

She went on broodingly: "It's so dreadfully easy—killing people. And you begin to feel that it doesn't matter . . . that it's only you that matters! It's dangerous—that.

Nothing. An idea that has just occurred to me. I must go home and think things out thoroughly. Do you know, I believe I have been extremely stupid—almost incredibly so." "I find that hard to believe," I said gallantly

The true work, it is done from within. The little grey cells—remember always the little grey cells, mon ami." -- Hercule Poirot

He said at last, when Miss Gilchrist had twittered into silence:

You are a philosopher, Mademoiselle." "That implies a detached attitude. I think my attitude is more selfish. I have learned to save myself useless emotion.

He went slowly out of the boat house, unhappy and displeased with himself. He, Hurcule Poirot, had been summoned to prevent a murder and he had not prevented it. It had happened. What was even more humiliating was that he had no real ideas, even now, as to what has actually happened. It was ignominious. And tomorrow, he must return to London, defeated. His ego was seriously deflated. Even his mustache drooped.

But I did really want to know. I mean, it's interesting, don't you think, to know all about people? What they feel and think, I mean, not just who they are and what they do.

Hate me a little if you will. But I think you are one of those who would rather look truth in the face than live in a fool's paradise; and you might not have lived in it so very long.

I saw," said Poirot. "With the eyes of the mind one can see more than with the eyes of the body. One leans back and closes the eyes—

You never really get caught up in things, do you, Ann?" "No," said Ann thoughtfully, "I don't think I do. I think I'm one of those people who is a born observer. More like a commentator on the radio.

Meu amigo Hastings, aquele sobre quem lhe falei, costumava me dizer que eu era uma ostra humana. Mas ele era injusto. Sobre os fatos, eu não retenho nada comigo. Mas cada um os interpreta a seu modo.

Do you not know, my friend, that each one of us is a dark mystery, a maze of conflicting passions and desires and aptitudes? Mais oui, c'est vrai. One makes one's little judgments—but nine times out of ten one is wrong.

there was a good deal going on underneath the quietness.

In the heart of the desert or in the heart of a crowd—what does it matter? The inmost core of man is solitary—alone. I have always been —a lonely soul....

How many psychologists does one know to whom it might be said: Physician, heal thyself?

She paused for a moment, turning things over in her mind.

Nu strig. Mi-am aruncat gura.

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