Quotes About Introspection

I stopped stopping and I stopped starting, and I allowed myself to be crushed by ignorance.

I don't ask for information that I probably wouldn't be able to process even if it were granted to me. --Aug 2016 interview, when asked what might be in store for us after the big sunset

I bite my lip. I buy what I'm told: From the latest hit, To the wisdom of old. But I'm always alone. And my heart is like ice. And it's crowded and cold In my secret life.

I am not the one you are looking for. You are not the one I've stopped looking for.

If you are the dealer Let me out of the game If you are the healer I'm broken and lame If thine is the glory Mine must be the shame You want it darker We kill the flame

Dear Reader, please forgive me if I have wasted your time.

I'm blackening pages, but I don't know if it's writing.

My reputation as a Ladies' Man was a joke It caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone From a third-storey window above the Parc du Portugal I've watched the snow come down all day As usual there's no one here There never is

Nobody goes into a Zen monastery as a tourist.

Un pesce rosso è morto in un vaso torbido che avevo lasciato sul pulpito mentre io - come non detto: la mia assenza non era giustificata

and to hell with all the glories of loneliness.

I was funding my depression; meeting Christ and reading Marx.

Things wabi-sabi have no need for the reassurance of status or the validation of market culture. They have no need for documentation of provenance. Wabi-sabi-ness in no way depends on knowledge of the creator's background or personality. In fact, it is best if the creator is no distinction, invisible, or anonymous.

I read assiduously. I kept in touch with my species.

Most offensive is what he imagines a person thinks about himself.

Research suggests when it comes to understanding our feelings, we humans have an odd mix of low ability and high confidence.

I might get to know something about myself that millions of others know better than I. If I could only see myself as others see me.

The man who waits for reality to write the truth inside his soul waits in vain.

There are three persons living in each of us: the one we think we are, the one other people think we are, and the one God knows we are.

Some Day Someone is going to pick up this book (The Bible) and believe it, and put us all to shame.

The secret of praying is praying in secret.

And before we can be clean and ready for Him to control, self-seeking, self-glory, self-interest, self-pity, self-righteousness, self-importance, self-promotion, self-satisfaction—and whatsoever else there be of self—must die.

No man is greater than his prayer life. The

One must be crucified on one's own private cross.