Quotes About Introspection

people invite me out and tell me all about myself.

We make out of the quarrel with others, rhetoric, but of the quarrel with ourselves, poetry. - W. B. Yeats

Prince Andrew could no longer restrain himself and wept tender loving tears for his fellow men, for himself, and for his own and their errors.

To go, or not to go?' he asked himself; and his inner consciousness answered that he ought not to go: that it could only result in hypocrisy; that it was impossible to restore their relations because it was impossible to render her attractive and capable of exciting love, or to turn him into an old man incapable of love. Nothing except hypocrisy and falsehood could now result—and these were repugnant to his nature.

It is beyond the power of the human intellect to encompass all the causes of any phenomenon. But the impulse to search into causes is inherent in man's very nature.

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Mas, para uma pessoa insatisfeita, é difícil não por a culpa nos outros, sobretudo em quem estiver mais perto de tudo aquilo que causa a sua insatisfação.

Now he experienced a feeling akin to that of a man who, while calmly crossing a bridge over a precipice, should suddenly discover that the bridge is broken, and that there is a chasm below. That chasm was life itself, the bridge that artificial life in which Aleksey Aleksandrovich had lived. For the first time the question presented itself to him of the possibility of his wife's loving someone else, and he was horrified at it.

It was as if the working of his head had stripped the main screw that held his life together. The screw wouldn't go in or come out; it just turned without biting on anything, always in the same hole, and he couldn't stop it turning.

Caius is a man, men are mortal, therefore Caius is mortal - had seemed to him all his life correct only as regards Caius, but not at all regards himself. In that case it was a question of Caius, a man, an abstract man, and it was perfectly true, but he was not Caius, and was not an abstract man; he had always been a creature quite, quite different from all the others.

Everything presents itself to me, in the coarsest, most loathsome light.

He was only nine years old, he was a child; but he knew his own soul, it was dear to him, he protected it as the eyelid protects the eye, and did not let anyone into his soul without the key of love.

Para no perderse entre el tumulto de un desierto estéril, el alma fuerte se encierra en sí misma

La soledad es para el alma la magnífica ocasión de conocerse, de vigilarse, de formarse a sí misma

Solo los cerebros vacíos, o los corazones inconstantes, tiene miedo de quedar en silencio frente a sí mismos

En lugar de quejarnos de la soledad, bendigámosla, aprovechemos la posibilidad inesperada que nos da para examinarnos en silencio, para dominarnos lucidamente y totalmente, hasta en nuestros más contradictorios pensamientos

No hay más remedio que alimentar el espíritu, para no dejarse caer en el embrutecimiento, en la suciedad, en la mediocridad

En medio del vasto rebaño humano, el hombre excepcional siempre se siente solo

The Diplomat sits in silence, watching the world with his ears.

Anyone who goes into writing has to find out somewhere along the line, he's either naïve or insane.

It takes bravery to end a relationship.

I have my best ideas when I am alone.

I always considered myself a minor writer. My province is small, and I try to explore it very, very thoroughly.

I am an old scholar, better-looking now than when I was young. That's what sitting on your ass does to your face.