Quotes About Introspection

Now, the wrong way to determine an organization's values is to survey the employee population. This may seem to be a useful way to test a hypothesis, but it is not a replacement for the introspection and discussion of an executive team. More important, it can lead to the adoption of a value set that executives are not willing to support.

The questions were, 'What did you accomplish?' 'What will you accomplish next?' 'How can you improve?'" "That's it?" "Not quite. The question on the back was, 'Are you embracing the values?

All'inizio parlare di queste cose fu per lei tutt'altro che facile. So che era tentata di imputare i fatti, e le loro tragiche conseguenze, al destino, o ai capricci del cuore umano. Cercò insomma di scaricare le responsabilità, come del resto facciamo tutti, anche se non le piaceva accampare scuse o nascondersi dietro astrazioni.

I say these damned things,' Jack went on, musing as they drank their bottle, 'and don't quite understand at the time, though I see people looking black as hell, and frowning, and my friends going "Pst, pst", and then I say to myself, "You're brought by the lee again, Jack.

He has written about equality, the perfectibility of human nature, and the essential goodness of mankind for many years -- he judges others by himself, poor soul.

Identity?' said Jack, comfortably pouring out more coffee. 'Is not identity something you are born with?' 'The identity I am thinking of is something that hovers between a man and the rest of the world: a mid-point between his view of himself and theirs of him – for each, of course, affects the other continually.

nunc et in hora mortis nostrae,' he repeated yet again, and felt the lap of water on his foot. He looked up. The people had gone; the pyre was no more than a dark patch with the sea hissing in its embers; and he was alone. The tide was rising fast.

He considered old age and its mutilations and wondered what it would do for him:

Why, to be sure, something sad seems to happen to your great men and your admirals, with age, pretty often: even to your post-captains. A kind of atrophy, a withering-away of the head and the heart. I conceive it may arise from Ã¢â'¬Â¦

I matrimoni degli altri sono una perpetua fonte di perplessità», commentò Stephen.

I am a tea, he thought. I am some kind of tea. And I have wishes.

Nobody, anywhere, has any real sense what is actually going on. This doesn't seem to get a very good reaction from the crowd - no doubt I'm scowling as I say it, but still. I continue: I don't either, but at least I know I don't. I'm sorry but you people aren't like me. This is me trying to take the edge off. Being friendly. You haven't done the shit I've done.

She would have liked to sit upon a rock and listen to words, not of any man, but detached, mysterious, poetic words that she alone would interpret through some sense inherited from sleep.

There's nothing so inhuman as a human being.

Winning's never about what anyone else does. It's something that happens between you and yourself.

Be your own worst critic. When things go wrong it's tempting to shift the blame. Don't. Accept responsibility. People will appreciate it, and you will find out what you're capable of.

Life's all about 'me' anyway

People who keep their feelings to themselves tend not to know, after a while, what their feelings are.

If you don't know why you like a thing, it is usually worth your while to attempt to find out.

That was what he wanted, to be baked dry and hard, to feel the vaporous worries evaporating one by one, to know finally that all the damp little doubts and hesitations that covered the floor of his being were curling up and expiring in the great furnace-blast of the sun.

The idea that at each successive moment he was deeper into the Sahara than he had been the moment before, that he was leaving behind all familiar things, this constant consideration kept him in a state of pleasurable agitation.

These empty days. How do you spend them?

One can only worry so much, however; then one becomes philosophical. I suppose philosophy is merely sublimated worry.

He did not look up because he knew how senseless the landscape would appear. It takes energy to invest life with meaning, and at present this energy was lacking.