Quotes About Introspection

Es nek? negribu pier?d?t, vienk?rši- es gribu dz?vot; nedar?t ?auna nevienam citam, iz?emot sevi pašu. Uz to man ir ties?bas, vai ne.?

She saw that look that had struck her, of bewilderment and humble submissiveness.

He had drawn up a carved, velvet chair and was resting his left hand on its back, holding a candle, and using his right hand to cross himself, rolling his eyes upwards every time he put his fingers to his forehead. His face conveyed a gentle piety and resignation to the will of God. 'If you cannot understand feelings like these,' his face seemed to say, 'that's too bad for you.

The manner of life you have chosen is reflected, I suppose, in your ideas

A feeling such as she had known when about to take the first plunge in bathing came upon her, and she crossed herself. That familiar gesture brought back into her soul a whole series of girlish and childish memories, and suddenly the darkness that had covered everything for her was torn apart, and life rose up before her for an instant with all its bright past joys.

She was overcome by sweet sorrow, and tears were already rising to her eyes: then she suddenly asked herself to whom she was saying this? Again everything was shrouded in hard, dry perplexity, and again with a strained frown she peered towards the world where he was.

He felt himself, and did not want to be any one else. All he wanted now was to be better than before. In the first place he resolved that from that day he would give up hoping for any extraordinary happiness, such as marriage must have given him, and consequently he would not so disdain what he really had. Secondly, he would never again let himself give way to low passion.

si Eugène Irténieff était un malade psychique, alors tous les hommes le sont également, et parmi eux les plus malades sont ceux qui voient les indices de la folie chez les autres et ne les voient point en eux-mêmes.

Tal vez la facultad de ver los defectos propios sea un hermoso rasgo de nuestro carácter. Pero los exageramos y nos consolamos de ellos con la ironía que tenemos siempre en los labios.

I was shy by nature, and rendered worse in that respect by a consciousness of my own ugliness. I am certain that nothing so much influences the development of a man as his exterior—though the exterior itself less than his belief in its plainness or beauty.

I could not even wish to know the truth, for I guessed of what it consisted. The truth was that life is meaningless. I

Ma come si può vivere solo per se stessi?" domandò Pierre accalorandosi. "E tuo figlio, tua sorella, tuo padre?" "Ma loro sono pur sempre me stesso, loro non sono gli altri," rispose il principe Andrej. "Gli altri, invece, le prochain, come lo chiami tu, come lo chiama la principessina Mar'ja, sono la fonte principale dell'errore e del male.

How can one be well when one suffers morally? Is it possible to remain at ease in our time, if one has any feeling?

be tempted by so easy a way of ending my life. I did not myself know what I wanted: I feared life, desired to escape from it, yet still hoped something of it. And all this befell

No. All I say is that it is not argument that convinces me of the necessity of a future life, but this: when you go hand in hand with someone and all at once that person vanishes there, into nowhere, and you yourself are left facing that abyss, and look in. And I have looked in....

Beni tan?d???n? sand?. Oysa beni tan?yan herhangi bir kimsenin tan?d??? kadar az tan?yor beni o da.Kendim bile tan?m?yorum kendimi.Frans?zlar?n deid?i gibi, nelerden zevk ald???m?biliyorum, yaln?zca.

La verdadera religion no necesita de templos, ni de iconos, ni de salmos, ni de reuniones multidinarias. Al contrario, la verdadera religion entra en el corazón únicamente en el silencio y la soledad

PART FOUR 1

He felt himself and did not want to be anyone else. All he wanted now was to be better than he had been before.

Aparte de las conjeturas sobre los posibles traslados y ascensos que podrían resultar del fallecimiento de Ivan Ilich, el sencillo hecho de enterarse de la muerte de un allegado suscitaba en los presentes, como siempre ocurre, una sensación de complacencia, a saber: «el muerto es él; no soy yo».

It seemed to him that he had been vicious only because he had somehow forgotten how good it is to be virtuous.

Caio é um homem,os homens são mortais, logo Caio é mortal", parecera-lhe a vida toda muito lógico e natural se aplicado a Caio, mas certamente não quando aplicado a ele próprio.

But it is hard for a discontented man not to reproach someone else, especially the very one who is closest to him, for his discontent.

Pero es difícil que un hombre descontento consigo mismo no culpe a otra persona, sobre todo a la que tiene más cerca, de su situación. Y Levin