Quotes About Introspection

Emotions serve an important purpose—they clue you into things that you'll never understand if you don't take the time to ask yourself why.

Though I still have no semblance of a life outside of Nine Inch Nails at the moment, I realize my goals have gone from getting a record deal or selling another record to being a better person, more well-rounded, having friends, having a relationship with somebody.

At this, Constance sat down on a rock and covered her face. She seemed smaller than ever now - so small the harbor breeze might catch her up like a scrap of paper and carry her away, carry her into nowhere.

Remember the white knight." Though it seemed so long ago, he well remembered their conversation about the chess problem. The white knight had made a move, changed his mind, and started over. "And do you believe this was a good move?" Mr. Benedict had asked. "No, sir," Reynie had answered. "Why, then, do you think he made it?" And Reynie had replied, "Perhaps because he doubted himself.

It's a journal, Reynard. Every great thinker keeps a journal, you know.

Nicholas lay with his hands on his chest, thinking how hollow it felt, like an empty gourd. He had never missed having a family, though he had wanted one all his life.

liked some time to consider his new dilemma

Every great thinker keeps a journal, you know.

Why, then, do you think the white player might have done it?" Reynie considered. He imagined himself moving out his knight only to bring it right back to where it started. Why would he ever do such a thing? At last he said, "Perhaps because he doubted himself.

Los labios de la sabiduría están cerrados, excepto para los oídos del entendimiento.

Ä°tiraf ruha iyi gelir, Montjean. Ruhu boÅŸalt?r, yeni günahlar için yer haz?rlar.

The Purpose of Living is to discover the purpose of living

Dat had always told her that whenever you got angry at another person, it was an opportunity to take a glimpse of your own faults.

She was drowning—in friendliness, in community—and she was starting to think she didn't want to get pulled out.

For so long, she'd taken her memories of Patty - the memories they'd created together - and held them outside of herself, protecting herself from the pain of carrying them deep within. It was as if she carried all the memories in her jars. But if doing so, it was as if she'd also kept everyone else - those still in her life - at arm's length too.

And I'm so thankful that I've been allowed to show another side of Trish.

The only way to see true reality is in solitude. One of the tragedies of human existence is that reality cannot be shared. What's real to you may not be to someone else.

Always destroy what is in you.

Take inventory. Invent a story about the people you have hurt. Begin with yourself.

Beautiful day for a funeral, I thought.

As you get older, you're always maturing, you're always learning something new about yourself.

But I'm not a saint yet. I'm an alcoholic. I'm a drug addict. I'm homosexual. I'm a genius.

Sir, say no more.Within me 't is as ifThe green and climbing eyesight of a catCrawled near my mind's poor birds.

The first step to improvement, whether mental, moral, or religious, is to know ourselves - our weakness,errors, deficiencies, and sins, that, by divine grace, we may overcome and turn from them all