Quotes About Introspection

the moon's incurious eye.

I didn't know what to think, so I thought everything, my brain a blur, thoughts a big, fat green crayon scribbling to black.

Maybe it's ALWAYS the end of the world. Maybe you're alive for a while, and then you realize you're going to die, and that's such an insane thing to comprehend, you look around for answers and the only answer is that the world must die with you.

But it's not easy, realising how we fucked it all up. And that turns out to be the hardest thing to live with, not the regret or the fear, but the realisation that the edge is so close to where we live.

I remembered his saying that I really only lived in the perceptions of others, and suddenly it seemed painfully true. I couldn't think of a time when I'd acted on my own, when I wasn't driven by my grief

I wondered if I even had a self. "I miss you," I said aloud. Surprised at myself, I looked around to see if anyone had heard, but no one was n

Why can't we talk about what we think instead of just all the stupid shit we've done?

It was as if I was a character in a movie and the real action was about to start at any minute. But I think some people wait forever, and only at the end of their lives do they realize that their life has happened while they were waiting for it to start.

Couldn't you outgrow the little-girl fantasy? Couldn't love be gentler, smaller, quiter, not quite all-consuming?

All art is personal. Otherwise, what's the point?

the world is built to eat you alive, but before you go down the gullet, the bastards can't stop you from looking around.

But when you see yourself as an individual first, you are freed to think for yourself, and you become internally self-sufficient. You start to break free from the bonds of racial conformity, and you start to see the good and bad in everyone, irrespective of their color. You start to be less angry, and as you let go of anger you are empowered to love God, your family, and your country.

I was just another stupid girl waiting for Prince Charming to give me true love's first kiss, and I hated myself for it.

They must have stopped the world. They just must have.

I wish I liked the real world more. I wish I could embrace life. I wish for so many things, and I have no idea if it's possible for me to have them. I could try, maybe, but I have no clue where to start.

Solitude, which I both crave and detest.

So I add frigid to the list. To that stupid mental inventory I try so hard not to keep. An increasingly large list of all my flaws. My inadequacies. My failures.

Hiding the truth will only cripple your emotional development.

He could see it because he knew that lonely people hide secrets more than others.

You need songs that make you feel. Some make you strong, some make you weak. Some build determination, some tear you apart. But you need all of those.

My heart is a stupid asshole.

Sometimes we are all so afraid to be honest with ourselves because we know that honesty will lead to somewhere." I wrote this ten years ago. "Can fear walk us to something better?

I wanted to see who I was, without using another person's love for me as a measurement of my value.

We can't underestimate the value of silence. We need to create ourselves, need to spend time alone. If you don't, you risk not knowing yourself and not realizing your dreams.