Quotes About Introspection

Qualquer homem vê apenas uma pequena porção da verdade total, e muitas vezes, na verdade quase sempre de maneira perpétua, ele também se engana deliberadamente em relação a esse pequeno e precioso fragmento. Uma porção dele se volta contra si e age como outra pessoa, derrotando-o por dentro. Um homem dentro de outro homem. O qual não é, em absoluto, um homem. -O homem duplo

Ele se sentiu, de uma hora para outra, como uma mariposa inútil, agitando-se diante da vidraça da realidade, vendo-a de modo indistinto pelo lado de fora. - ubik

Men of thought, Anita said. Not men of action. It's begun to have a paralyzing effect.

We're being paid to sit here and do nothing. So we feel all upset. First we stand up, then we sit down. We blame it on the heat, but it's really because we don't know what to do with ourselves.

Começou a caminhar sem destino, as mãos nos bolsos, descendo a canaleta de pedestres. Os minutos passavam e cada vez o medo e o desalento aumentavam mais. Tudo desmoronava ao seu redor. Ele se sentia incapaz de evitar o colapso; limitava-se a testemunhá-lo, completamente impotente, engolfado por acontecimentos demasiado poderosos para que pudesse compreendê-los.

Diga-me por que você prefere a mim — pediu — Doente e mesquinha do jeito que eu sou. — Não consigo explicar com exatidão — Na verdade, não saberia explicar nem mesmo parcialmente; era um mistério. Ainda assim, era a verdade, sentia-o dentro de si.

Sebastian sat silently and passively, like a chicken, listening.

I have no enemies. But my friends don't like me.

I have a sense of melancholy isolation, life rapidly vanishing, all the usual things. It's very strange how often strong feelings don't seem to carry any message of action.

Uncontradicting solitude Supports me on its giant palm; And like a sea-anemone Or simple snail, there cautiously Unfolds, emerges, what I am.

All day I searched shopwindows, record bins, bookstores, even a Greek bakery for a hint of what I can't say.

Lonely? I don't know. They tell me this is cold. I don't know what cold is, because I don't freeze. So I don't know what lonely means either. Bears are made to be solitary.

That's what you are. Argue with anything else, but don't argue with your own nature.

Keep away from the literal-minded folk, and ignore the scoffers.

You know, it isn't really surprising that there are things about ourselves that still remain a mystery to us," he said. "Maybe we should be comforted that the knowledge is there, even if it's withheld for a while.

He sat down and collected his thoughts. They were quite easy to collect, because there weren't very many of them, and they all concerned the same subject--what a burden his life was.

Just be yourself. You don't have to put on an act. To be myself, I have to put on an act, Ginny said bitterly. What's that mean? It means I don't know who I am.

But in another way it was easy, because it made sense. For the first time ever I felt I was doing something with all of my nature and not only a part of it. So it was lonely for a while but then I got used to it.

Tony ate the rest of his pie and drank the sweet hot liquor without taking much notice of his surroundings, and the surroundings took little notice of him: he was too small to be a threat, and too stolid to promise much satisfaction as a victim. It

Capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason.' You

The wonder was in her, and the skepticism was in the world, and the coolness was in both.

Anyone who doesn't laugh has something on their conscience, you can be sure of that. - from: 'The Twelve Brothers

1. Podemos controlar lo que hacemos, pero no lo que somos. 2. Por otra parte, y simultáneamente, o que hacemos depende de lo que somos (de lo que hemos de hacer con ello), y lo que somos puede verse modificado por lo que hacemos. 3. Lo que hacemos es moralmente significante. Lo que somos, no.

Las afirmaciones de identidad no están libres de consecuencias. Limitan tanto como robustecen. Para mí, prefiero no tener una de esas identidades sencillas y públicas. No sé lo que soy, y no me apetece especialmente saberlo.