Quotes About Introspection

Even the wisest don't know what's hidden in the depths of their being

each person is distinct, separate. That ultimately we are each alone

She had always been this way: interested-quite unnecessarily, some would say-in the secrets of strangers. When flying, she always chose a window seat so that when the plane took off or landed, she could look down on the tiny houses and imagine the lives of the people who inhabited them.

How pride had kept them from admitting their mistakes—and

Ah, now I have learned how deep in the human heart vanity lies, vanity which is the other face of the fear of being unloved.

Why are you attracted to self-sabotage? I

Some things can't be spoken. The body alone knows them. It holds them patiently, in its silent, intelligent cells, until you are ready to see.

Anything that makes us forget our true selves is a trap, princess—even something we love or define as beautiful.

Wisdom that isn't distilled in our own crucible can't help

Others see you as you see yourself.

That's how it is sometimes when we plunge into the depths of our lives. No one can accompany us, not even those who would give up their hearts for our happiness.

Things are breaking down inside of her. She waits to see if she can build new, satisfying shapes from them.

now I sometimes wonder if it might not have been the most worthwhile of the skills I learned on the island.

The dream is a mirror showing me my beauty. I bless the dream. The dream is a mirror showing me my ugliness. I bless the dream.

Early in my life, I learned to eavesdrop. I was driven to this ignoble practice because people seldom told me anything worth knowing.

There was an unexpected freedom in finding out that one wasn't as important as one had always assumed!

I didn't realize—until this earthquake, until today—that my withholding was a worse kind of betrayal, a betrayal of the self. It was time for me to change.

Watching them, I feel at once happy and lonely. It's not the loneliness of being without a mate, but something more primal. As though I were the only being left on this side of the glass, while the rest of the world—happy, uncaring—lived out its life on the other side.

How little we know our own reputations, I thought with a bitter smile.

She says, Why are you attracted to self-sabotage? I don't know, Dr. Berger. Is it because it takes less courage to hurt oneself than to hurt others?

I don't like to read about myself, whether it be positive or negative.

Someone who is seriously interested in meditation should not expect any feedback or promises from the practice. Most

Why do you need to reassure yourself? That need for reassurance is precisely the point: We feel that something is leaking, but we don't want to acknowledge it as such. There is a hole somewhere in our life that we try to plug up. All our posturing is a sign that we are just about to realize that we don't exist in the way we thought we did. We actually know that intuitively. Yet we keep on trying to prove ourselves to ourselves, to ensure that we will survive.

Come, let me know whether thou art a creature of good or not.' And he replied: `I am a man.