Quotes About Introspection

Each day I learn more and more about myself, and the memories that began as ripples now wash over me in high-breaking waves . . .

Unlike Charlie, I was incapable of making friends or thinking about other people and their problems. I was interested in myself, and myself only. Fr one long moment in that mirror I had seen myself through Charlie's eyes - looked down at myself and saw what I had really become. And I was ashamed.

I see now that the path I choose through that maze makes me what I am. I am not only a thing, but also a way of being—

Sou um universo em expansão, nadando para cima em um oceano silencioso.

Agora, cada vez que nos vemos, depois que deixo você, vou para casa com um sentimento miserável de que sou lenta e estúpida sobre tudo. Repenso coisas que disse e arranjo respostas brilhantes e espirituosas que deveria ter dito e tenho vontade de me chutar porque não as mencionei quando estávamos juntos.

Eu me encontro querendo impressionar você de uma maneira que nunca pensei em fazer antes, mas estar com você debilitou minha autoconfiança. Eu questiono meus motivos agora, de tudo que faço.

Não sou apenas uma coisa, mas também uma maneira de ser – uma das muitas maneiras –, e saber os caminhos que percorri e os que me restam vai me ajudar a entender o que estou me tornando.

had reached a new level, and anger and suspicion were my first reactions to the world around me. Burt's

I was wandering around like a lost soul, and then I saw that I was lost.

I still hear her. But perhaps I had been released. Maybe the fear and nausea was no longer a sea to drown in, but only a pool of water reflecting the past alongside the now. Was I free?

I am not only a thing, but also a way of being-one of many ways- and knowing the paths I have followed and the ones left to take will help me understand what I am becoming.

Esses sentimentos são novos para você. Nem tudo tem que ser... descrito em palavras.

finally I am back in the cave where everything is quiet and dark and I swim the wet labyrinth searching for one to receive me . . . embrace me . . . absorb me . . . into itself.

The humble, self-effacing Charlie you were all talking about a while ago is just waiting patiently. I'll admit I'm like him in a number of ways, but humility and self-effacement are not among them. I've learned how little they get a person in this world.

Charlie, you amaze me. In some ways you're so advanced, and yet when it comes to making a decision, you're still a child. I can't decide for you, Charlie. The answer can't be found in books—or be solved by bringing it to other people. Not unless you want to remain a child all your life. You've got to find the answer inside you—feel the right thing to do. Charlie, you've got to learn to trust yourself.

May 25—So this is how a person can come to despise himself—knowing he's doing the wrong thing and not being able to stop.

And I waited, as a blasphemer waits for lightning. I looked away.

Seeing myself in the front mirror looking into the back mirror, as he held it for me, it tilted for an instant into the one angle that produced the illusion of depth; endless corridors of myself... looking at myself... looking at myself... looking... Which one? Who was I?

Sou como um homem que passou a vida inteira semiadormecido, tentando descobrir como ele era antes de acordar

Então é assim que uma pessoa chega a se desprezar: sabendo que está fazendo a coisa errada sem conseguir parar

Talvez o medo e a náusea não fossem mais um oceano para me afogar, mas apenas uma piscina de água refletindo o passado ao lado do presente

Sometimes I wonder: Do I want to gel well? Is all this fear, all this shit I'm going through now worth it? Or should I bury myself back here in the brain and forget about it?" "What's your answer?" "I don't know.

I didn't know what to tell her.I wished I could say that like the House of Atreus or Cadmus we were suffering for the sinesof our forefathers, or fulfilling an ancient Greek oracle.But I had no answer for her, or for myself.

But which is the true self? the Odyssey asks, and how many selves might a man have? As I learned the year my father took my Odyssey course and we retraced the journeys of its hero, the answers can be surprising.