Quotes About Introspection

Since nothing annoys a writer who doesn't write as much as being asked what he's writing

si sabes lo que te ha pasado, y lo entiendes, puedes dominarlo; si no lo sabes y no lo entiendes, entonces es eso lo que te domina a ti. Y te come por dentro.

A veces tengo la impresión de que escribo para entender la vida

What on my to do list is possibly more important than taking the time to anchor myself in my own presence?

You described the feeling you'd always had of being misplaced, of always standing to one side of yourself, of watching yourself in the world even as you were being in the world, and wondering if this was how everyone felt. That you always believed that other people had a clearer idea of what they were doing, and didn't worry quite so much about why.

Van bizonyos szakadt méltóság a magányos bukásban.

Egy magánkönyvtár a jellemanalízis kincsesbányája.

But here's the thing -- you've got questions of your own. The questions won't go away just because you try to ignore them. You may never get answers, but you need to accept that the questions are real and that you have reasons for asking them.

Everyone is vulnerable to something. The trick is to recognize your own weaknesses and blind spots so that you can come up with a way to protect them.

You read those pop-psych books?" "I was engaged to a psychologist for a while a year and a half ago. You hang out with shrinks, you pick up a few things." "Nothing contagious, I trust.

I've seen her face somewhere, but I don't know her. Why would I kill someone I don't know, when I know so many people who irritate me, and I haven't killed any of them? Dirk Hastings in Portrait of Death.

WHAT ARE YOU DOING AFTER THE ORGY?

There is no self-portrait. It is the world which, through the image, produces its own self-portrait and we are allowed there only out of kindness (but the pleasure is shared). Conversely, every image should be looked at with the same intensity as our images in the mirror.

Do not take the side of those already in the right.

Melancholic and fascinated, such is our general situation in an era of involuntary transparency.

A man's truest self realizations might require him, above all, to learn to close his eyes: to let himself be taken unawares, to follow his dark angel, to risk his illegal instincts.

When we awake it is the animal, the plant, that thinks in us. Primitive thought without the least disguise. We see a terrible universe, because we see clearly. A little later, intelligence introduces its impeding contrivances. It brings the little toys which man invents in order to hide the void. It is then that we think we are seeing clearly. We attribute our uneasiness to the miasmas of the brain as it passes from dream to reality.

Watch yourself all your life in a mirror and you'll see Death at work like bees in a glass hive.

Les miroirs feraient bien de réfléchir un peu plus avant de renvoyer les images.

You've never seen death? Look in the mirror every day and you will see it like bees working in a glass hive.

Each day in the mirror I watch death at work.

W]e have a tendency to judge others according to ourselves.

Asking an artist to talk about his work is like asking a plant to discuss horticulture.

It is, it seems, a social crime to desire solitude.