Quotes About Introspection

Perhaps this was what it was to grow up: this realization that the world was already staffed with people and that one was not particularly needed. She

Isn't it sad, growing up? You start off like my Charlie. You start off thinking you can kill all the baddies and save the world. Then you get a little bit older, maybe Little Bee's age, and you realize that some of the world's badness is inside you, that maybe you're a part of it.

This life is a deafening roar but listen. You could hear a pin drop.

I realized that I was carrying two cargoes. Yes, one of them was horror, but the other one was hope. I realized I had killed myself back to life.

We are a nation of glorious cowards, ready to battle any evil but our own." Her

I don't know. We've never done anything, have we? We've no talent but conversation.

I realized I knew nothing about men apart from the fear.

and you start wondering whether that badness you've seen in yourself is really all that bad at all..." "Maybe that's just developing as a person, Sarah" I sighed, and look out at Little Bee "Well" I said. "Maybe this is a developing world.

This is the essence of travel, or at least travel taken to completion: it's not the change of scenery, or the new way of preparing lamb - it's you. You are lost to yourself, you don't know who will emerge from the pit.

The longer I wait the more reasons I can think of why it means something other than what I thought it meant when I first read it.

See, Mr. Nak'll be talking about how anger comes creeping up, hoping you're not paying attention so it can trick you into something really embarrassing or degrading, and before you know it he's got you thinking about your life, or worse, talking about it. He keeps asking what seem like harmless questions, and it almost seems safe to answer them. Next thing you know you're ready to say something you thought you'd never tell anybody.

Talking with Elaine like that, with no judgment from her or anything, seemed to bring my feelings more to the surface so I could look at them. I love times like that; you don't get many of them. (Walker, in STOTAN!)

Then he said if I ever want to see how something works, just look at it broken.

I'm a little kinder to myself most of the time. I tell myself I learned an important lesson the hard way: that the universe doesn't make allowances for mental lapses or ignorance, but that maybe I'm a better man because I know that.

If someone's different from you and it scares you or makes you mad, that's God telling you to take a closer look. If you're scared or mad, that's about you, not about the person who scares you or angers you.

I think when you're dying you start looking for important things in the corners. You can't let anything that seems even semi-important pass, because it passes forever. Things take on meaning.

Thoran, watching him, stretched out his paws and allowed

she'd wanted to do was shut herself away — and think.

Prayer changes the person who prays.

If any of this breaks your heart, it was probably already a little broken to begin with.

If you don't feel as close to God today as you did yesterday, who moved?

Why do people think that we're degraded when we're examining positions of degradation, or examining the cycle of our own degradation?

Remembering what it felt like to be 20 overwhelmed by feeling and sensation, lost for words.

I found the second story that I'd ever written, 20 years ago in Wellington. It was written in the third person, the person most girls use when they want to talk about themselves but don't think anyone will listen.