Quotes About Introspection

It's okay if there isn't a God anymore, but I still want to respect something. I don't want to be the center of my own universe

The truth is nobody here is as stupid or evil as I let on. Except me.

Why do I do anything? I'm educated enough to talk myself out of any plan. To deconstruct any fantasy. Explain away any goal. I'm so smart I can negate any dream.

The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.

Writing an honest blog is how you unlive your life.

An ancient truism had once decreed, Self improvement is masturbation..

The answer is there is no answer

I am my own rakish seducer. I do serve as my own surly, brutish bounder.

My gold­fish and me, both of us are just here swim­ming in one place.

Rip yourself open. Tell me my life story before I die. Sew yourself shut.

The hardest blessing you give up is silence.

the supreme manifestation of all his self-perceived shortcomings

In the outside world, he told me, there was no real silence.

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves

You have to talk, otherwise your head turns into a cemetery.

Jump ahead ten years, and not much has changed. Ten years of ther­apy, and I'm still in about the same place. This prob­ably isn't some­thing we should cel­ebrate.

We're the middle children of the history, no purpose or place, we have no Great war, no Great depression, our great war is a spiritual war, our great depression is our lives

You could choke on the silence.

When we remember someone as a drunk, a liar, a bully, we're only creating an excuse for our own poor behavior.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up. The

The big wet face settles down on top of my head, and I am lost inside. This is when I'd cry. Crying is right at hand in the smothering dark, closed inside someone else, when you see how everything you can ever accomplish will end up as trash.

When we don't know who to hate, we hate ourselves.

Maybe self-destruction is the answer.

That's why I write, because life never works except in retrospect. And writing makes you look back. Because since you can't control life, at least you can control your version.