Quotes About Introspection

That place that I had been most sure that I was right was the place that I was most wrong.

If we're honest with ourselves, most of us know the one thing we lack.

maybe we should think about whether some imperfections might be a good thing. Maybe we should consider whether we're trying too hard to smooth all the rough edges.

The life we have is a reflection of what we think.

Rather than complaining about inconsequential little irritations, I'm asking God to get right to the root of the problem, to eradicate the dry rot and fix the cracks in my foundation. I need Him to show me how to love Him and how to love His people. Even the ones I don't like - even myself.

What science is showing us today is what God told us through Solomon almost three thousand years ago: "For as he thinks in his heart, so is he" (Proverbs 23:7 NKJV). So if both the Bible and modern science teach us that our lives are moving in the direction of our strongest thoughts, then we need to make time for introspection and ask ourselves, "Do I like the direction my thoughts are taking me?

Since we can't change what we can't identify, ask God to show you any areas of your life that may be harmful to you, offensive to the people around you, or displeasing to God himself.

In ten years, we will each look in the mirror, and someone will stare back. That person will be shaped by the thoughts of today.

The idiot actually leaned in. "I said, do you know who the fuck I am?" Henry peered at him and actually looked concerned. "Do you not know who you are?

Talking with people was more confusing than being confused by yourself.

I hung up, figuring that if this was the last three minutes of my life, I didn't want to spend them extraordinarily annoyed.

trust is like a broken mirror, you may still see yourself, but you can never dismiss the crack.

I thought about the damage we all did in life simply by being ourselves and getting up in the morning.

Hey youngster, I didn't catch your name." I paused for only a second, continuing to look down the valley at the small town. "I didn't throw it.

I was going through that little bit of worry that I had said or done something wrong and that she might not want to see me again. I saw me every day, and I wasn't so sure I was that fond of my company.

Do you ever get the feeling that the world is tired, Walter?' I stood there, not quite sure of what to say next. He looked embarrassed. 'I'm sorry. I sometimes forget myself and wax philosophic in the afternoons.' I walked over to the door and pushed it open, pausing to lean against the frame. 'I don't know about the world, but I sure as hell get that way.' He smiled, I smiled, and I left.

None of us can help you any more than you can help yourself—have you never thought that this

had that feeling, not so much that I was falling, but that the world was receding.

He began moving again, and I spoke after him under my breath in a voice he couldn't have possibly heard. "I wish I had as much faith in me as you do in me." But nonetheless, did. "So do I.

I look up at the clear and beautiful gray eyes, at the winning smile of youthful invincibility, at someone far more courageous and determined than I, and sometimes I make it through the entire story. But most of the time, I don't.

No one is exempt and everyone's pain has a different smell. At night, when all the colours die, they hide in pairs and read about themselves— in colour, with their eyelids shut.

Maybe it would be best," she said at last, "if you left the Devil alone in his hiding place.

Subí a mi habitación y me serví un whisky. Gran error: al primer trago me entraron arcadas. Me estaba haciendo viejo para aquellos trotes.

And it happens like that. Like when you first realize that there is no such thing as magic. Or that nothing actually answers your prayers, or really even listens. That cold moment of dismay where your feet are kicked from under you, where you're disarmed by a shard of knowing.