Quotes About Introspection

?nsan?n manevi yarad?l??? maddi yarad?l???ndan ?u bak?mdan ayr?l?r: Bunda hiçbir ?ey mutlak de?ildir; izlenimlerin yo?unlu?u bir olay çevresine toplad???m?z ki?ilere ya da dü?üncelere göre de?i?ir.

You can't say what you think, if it is true, as an illustrious author says it is, that a man must think his words before he speaks his thoughts,

Peki ama beni kimi vakit mutlulu?un göbe?inde yakalay?veren o uzun uzun hulyalara dalmalardan ku?kulanmak niye? Bir konu üzerinde benim susu?umdan dolay? senin pek sevimli, sevilen kad?n öfken niye? Yarad?l???mdaki z?tl?klarla, nedenlerini sormadan, oynayamaz m?yd?n? Kalbinde birtak?m s?rlar m? var ki, kendilerini kapatmak için benim s?rlar?ma ihtiyaç duyuyorlar?

What do you do, gentlemen, when you place a man in solitude? You isolate him.

I used to want to know everything, to be learned; and one thing I did learn thoroughly — I knew that I was not wanted here on earth.

We talked together through that silence in the language of thought. Nothing is more rapturous than these mute conversations.

Somewhere in that hour I lost all relation to a middle ground, and I didn't regain it for what became a very long time. In

My mind mellows now, and I sit back, glad to be done with a busy day. Evening's tranquility presents a chance to settle in with myself and with You. It is the time of day that I most often reflect on who I am and what my life means.

And he would gaze in terror at his furniture, his walls, his pictures - what strange scene might they one day witness, what awful experience might he one day have in their presence?

To the imaginative, it is always something of an adventure to walk down a pleached alley. You enter boldly enough, but soon you find yourself wishing you had stayed outside — it is not air that you are breathing, but silence, the almost palpable silence of trees.

But, after these days of nightmare, there was something reassuring in discovering that there were still people in the world sane enough, and with quiet enough minds, to be put out by the holes in a pair of worsted stockings.

Was it possible that Ranulph, too, was a real person, a person inside whose mind things happened? He had thought that he himself was the only real person in a field of human flowers. For Master Nathaniel that was a moment of surprise, triumph, tenderness, alarm.

I like to read books and be alone I'm not social butterfly person.

Why do you hasten to remove anything which hurts your eye, while if something affects your soul you postpone the cure until next year?

The story's about you.

When people will not weed their own minds, they are apt to be overrun with nettles.

Every drop of ink in my pen ran cold.

When people will not weed their own minds, they are apt to be overrun by nettles.

Vezzera me miró como miran los tuberculosos condenados al reposo, a un hombre fuerte que no se jacta de ello. Y en realidad, creo que ya se precipitaba su tisis. Se

En cuanto a mí, me paso la vida llevando cigarros a la boca como quien quema margaritas: ¿me quiere? ¿no me quiere?

Se miraron fijamente, insistentemente, aislados del mundo en aquella recta paralela de alma a alma que los mantenía inmóviles.

echó afuera esa imperiosa necesidad de culpar a los otros, que es patrimonio específico de los corazones inferiores.

Experience is retrospect knowledge.

Unless we find repose within ourselves, it is vain to seek it elsewhere.