Quotes About Introspection

Mum used to say that when she met my dad it was like a perfect love story. I thought Patrick was my perfect love story. Except he's not. He's the hypnotist's love story. I'm the ex-girlfriend in the hypnotist's love story. Not the heroine. I'm only a minor character.

things become weird and pointless if you examine them for too long.

Sometimes your life changes so slowly and imperceptibly that you don't notice it at all until one day you wake up and think: How did I get here?

single spotlight revealed Alice's

Eso es: soy un albaricoque reseco, doctor Hodges. No un albaricoque tierno, suave y sabroso, sino un albaricoque mustio, duro e insípido, que te parte un diente cuando le das un bocado.

Maybe, thought Alice fearfully, the other Alice who has been living my life for the last ten years isn't very nice.

Did she have to go to parties on her own again now? She remembered that raw sensation she'd felt after previous relationships had ended. For months afterward, it had felt like she'd lost a layer of skin. If she'd felt like that after those meaningless boys, what would she feel like after breaking with Nick? She'd been so cozy in the cocoon of their relationship. She assumed she got to stay there forever.

Perhaps we all need a good thump on the head from time to time?

staring at herself in speckled mirrors with a dizzy feeling of dissociation as she tried to work out who she really was without people who loved her to reflect back her personality.

Stay still. Stop talking. Stop wanting. Just be. You'll hear it, or feel it. Close your eyes and you'll see it.

had begun to occur to her that she wasn't trapped because of Logan; she'd been trapped in her own Indira self, like everyone was trapped in their own selves.

dissatisfied feeling she often experienced when

The violence of her thoughts startled her and woke her up. She

I don't know why I stay. I don't know why I deserve this. I don't know why you do this, why we do this, why this keeps happening.

But I was going to see a psychiatrist. I was going to tell him. I just never got around to it, and then I just kept thinking I could fix it myself.

She'd always known she was a bit unnatural. Now it was proven. Her emotional responses were somehow never quite right. When she met Callum she thought he'd saved her, but obviously it was only temporary.

I don't know why I stay. I don't know why I deserve this. I don't know why you do this, why we do this, why this keeps happening. "Celeste,

As she towels herself dry, the smell of scrambled eggs and coffee is drifting up the stairs and she wonders if there is something profoundly superficial about a person who can take so much pleasure in the thought of eating breakfast, even when her heart is split right in two.

Sometimes when talking to somebody she was suddenly revolted by herself, aware of how eagerly she was leaning forward, chin jutting, mimicking the other person's gestures, moving with them, nodding and smiling, gently nudging their conversation along with a constant stream of appreciative chuckles, soothing 'hmmms' and surprised exclamations. 'Really!' 'Did he?' 'You're kidding!' Love me, love me!

I'd forgotten that the best part of dating wasn't the actual dating at all but the talking about it: the analysis of potential new boyfriends with your girlfriends.

Afterward she felt seedy and sexy and disheveled and filled with despair.

How was she going to cope for ten days without instant answers to idle questions?

Jimmy is looking adoringly down at Connie's dark head. What would it have been like to have a man love you like that? Would it have changed something fundamental in your psyche to wake up each morning knowing that you were loved, that someone wanted to touch your body even when it got all old and wrinkly?

Yeah, I'm so crazy. Although probably that was evidence of her lack of craziness. Truly crazy people were too busy being crazy to think about it.