Quotes About Introspection

But when does the lifeboat become the prison ship? When does the drug start working against you? Had her beloved, gentle, wounded husband escaped too far?

Regret for things said, for things done, and not done. Regret for the people they might have been. And failed to be.

four sentences that lead to wisdom.

A tone not often let out in public, preferring privacy.

wisdom: I don't know. I need help. I was wrong. I'm sorry.

The vast majority of troubled people don't get it. The fault is here, but so is the solution. That's the grace.

absorbed she no longer existed. She'd finally absorbed herself.

She leaned in closer and saw there was a sticker attached to the mirror. On it was written, 'You're looking at the problem.' Nichol immediately began searching the area behind her, the area reflected in the mirror, because the problem was there.

They lead "still" lives, waiting.' 'Waiting for what?' 'Waiting for someone to save them. Expecting someone to save them or at least protect them from the big, bad world. The thing is no one else can save them because the problem is theirs and so is the solution. Only they can get out of it.

Be very, very careful who you let into your life. And learn to make peace with whatever happens.

Home as an allegory for self. A self-portrait of our choices. And our blind spots.

There are four statements that lead to wisdom...You need to learn to say: I don't know. I'm sorry. I need help, and I was wrong. Chief Inspector Armand Gamache

There are four statements that lead to wisdom...You need to learn to say: I don't know. I'm sorry. I need help, and I was wrong.

I think you might try leading your life as though it's just you. If he comes back and you know your life will be better with him, then great. But you'll also know you're enough on your own." Clara

I just sit where I'm put, composed of stone and wishful thinking: That the deity that kills for pleasure will also heal, He could, even now, from what felt like an impossible distance, see through the mullioned windows of the bistro to the thick forests, and the leaves that would already be changing. As everything eventually did.

I'm sorry. I was wrong. I need help. I don't know. He'd

the four sentences that lead to wisdom. He'd said them only once, never repeating them. But once had been enough for Gamache. I'm sorry. I was wrong. I need help. I don't know.

Don't believe everything you think. Chief Inspector Gamache wrote that on the board for the incoming cadets at the start of every year at the Sûreté academy, and it stayed there all year. At first the students in the class he taught laughed. It sounded clever but silly. Little by little most got it. And those who didn't did not progress further. That phrase was as powerful as any weapon they'd be handed.

Instead the wiry, self-contained man had stared at him for a few seconds then invited him to sit and told him the four sentences that lead to wisdom. He'd said them only once, never repeating them. But once had been enough for Gamache. I'm sorry. I was wrong. I need help. I don't know.

You don't want to go into your head alone, mon petit. It's a very scary place.' The

And the enemy you'll be fighting is yourself.

So unusual was it for someone to actually think on the witness stand. They answered clear questions by telling the rehearsed truth, or a preplanned lie. But they rarely actually thought.

one question. What do I really want to do? Not for my friends, not for my family. Not for perfect strangers. But for me. Finally. It was my turn, my time. And this is yours, Armand. Yours and Reine-Marie's. What do you really want?

When Thoreau was arrested for protesting an injustice, Ralph Waldo Emerson had visited him in prison and said, "Henry, what are you doing in there?" And Thoreau had replied, "Ralph, what are you doing out there?