Quotes About Introspection

In that hurry to achieve, I've left little time for self-reflection. And I'm not sure I'm ready for it.

Me: No, I'm not. I feared you'd shank me earlier. But I had time to think about it today. Brax: Shanking you didn't even cross my mind, Gracie. A few other things, def, but not that. So you've been thinking about me today? Swell. It must've been that kiss.

when you figure out where you're messing up and you hate that behavior bad enough, that's where all the good parts of you begin.

The last thing she needed to do was start a difficult conversation without knowing her own mind and heart.

Non c'è niente di più solitario dell'avventura.

Sur cette côte normande, à une heure aussi matinale, je n'avais besoin de personne. La présence des mouettes me dérangeai: je les fis fuir à coups de pierres. Et leurs cris d'une stridence surnaturelle, je compris que c'était justement cela qu'il me fallait, que le sinistre seul pouvait m'apaiser, et que c'est pour le rencontrer que je m'étais levé avant le jour.

On the mantelpiece, the photograph of a chimpanzee and a statuette of the Buddha. This proximity, more accidental than intentional, makes me wonder over and over where my place might be between these two extrems, man's pre and transfiguration.

There certainly has remained with me the feeling that my identity is entirely illusory, and that by losing it, I have lost nothing, except something, except everything.

The same feeling of not belonging, of futility, wherever I go: I pretend interest in what matters nothing to me, I bestir myself mechanically or out of charity, without ever being caught up, without ever being somewhere. What attracts me is elsewhere, and I don't know what that elsewhere is.

Para um escritor, o progresso em direcção ao desprendimento e à libertação é um desastre sem precedentes: ele, mais do que ninguém, precisa dos seus defeitos: se triunfa sobre eles, está perdido. Ele que se abstenha portanto de se tornar melhor, pois, se o conseguir, arrepender-se-à amargamente.

il mio merito non è di essere totalmente inefficiente ma di aver voluto esserlo

Un libro debería abrir viejas heridas, inflingir incluso heridas nuevas, un libro debería ser peligroso

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Quién dicen los hombres que soy yo?

Each man is his own poem, Levi. Keep yours a good one.

I have a huge, active imagination, and I think I'm really scared of being alone because if I'm left to my own devices, I'll just turn into a madwoman.

It doesn't escape her notice that the only person she trusts is a journalist she's known for a few days. What does that say about her life and the people in it?

Travel empties out everything you've into the box called your life, all the things you accumulate to tell you who you are

Are you a degenerate, Fisher?" "I'm working on it.

Ever cried when you don't know what you're crying about? It's intense, and it's miserable, but oddly soothing at the same time. You're curled up in your bed, huddled under the duvet, and you're silently sobbing in the safety of your cocoon. That's

As they carried along and met more people Furlong did and did not know, he found himself asking was there any point in being alive without helping one another? Was it possible to carry on along through all the years, the decades, through an entire life, without once being brave enough to go against what was there and yet call yourself a Christian, and face yourself in the mirror?

You don't ever have to say anything,' he says. 'Always remember that as a thing you need never do. Many's the man lost much just because he missed a perfect opportunity to say nothing.

What would life be like, he wondered, if they were given time to think and reflect over things.

He has never understood the human compulsion for conversation: people, when they speak, say useless things that seldom if ever improve their lives. Their words make them sad. Why can't people stop talking and embrace each other?