Quotes About Introspection

A penny for your thought.

I have a repugnance to be known and understood by everybody. I do not like to have my feelings or my thoughts every one's property.

It is as though each of us investigated and made his own only a tiny circle of facts. Knowledge outside the day's work is regarded by most men as gewgaw. Still we are constantly in reaction against our ignorance. We rouse ourselves at intervals and speculate.

It is true that I am a person with black pockets of evil and hatred in my heart. There are underground places inside of me

The thing I call 'my mind' seems to be kind of like a landlord that doesn't really know its tenants.

Simply following the herd is not going to work. In a way that past generations simply didn't have to do, each one of us will need to think about who we are and how we construct our life and how this reflects our identity and values.

He sighed forlornly and lifted

You aren't learning anything when you're talking.

Listen to what you tell yourself about your life situation. If you find it's pessimistic or negative, ask yourself, "What's another way of thinking about this?" or "What do I want to create in my life?

The journey has been a parody of my life recently: rushing, waiting, wandering, feeling lost and losing sleep, wondering if I'm getting anywhere.

I am a deep believer in the unknowability of other people

Knowing our emotions also means being aware of our silent self-talk statements and automatic thoughts accompanying our emotions and moods.

Then there are the other days, when nothing is enough. The poem grins. It grins because it knows it is a terrible poem. It grins in embarrassment. It grins in pity. It grins in superiority. I may be a terrible poem, it grins, but at least I have one comfort. At least I'm not a terrible *poet*. At least I'm not the guy who sat in front of a typewriter for two hours coming up with the likes of *me*.

People don't want to be titillated or frightened. They don't want to think.

First you must believe there is a soul.... If by a soul one means the creature who lives within each of us, a creature born loving, born joyful, but who with each worldly blow shrinks more deeply into its shell until at last, the poor desiccated thing is unrecognizable even to its own self, yes. I do.

I desperately needed to talk to myself, instead of just listening to myself.

In a way, a certain amount of self-criticism is a good thing, because it keeps you humble. Realizing that no matter what success you've achieved, you can still make enemies makes you humble, too.

The most profound statements are often said in silence.

Sometimes, silence is what you need to let love find you.

It still comes as a shock to realize that I don't write about what I know, but in order to find out what I know. —PATRICIA HAMPL If

Objecting would have only called attention to her own inadequacies, and she was determined not to do that anymore, for if she herself was tired of it, then Kesgrave must be weary to the bone. Furthermore, it served no purpose, because there was nothing he could do to alleviate her insecurities. They lived in a cold little box in the deepest heart of her, and she was the only one capable of rooting it out.

Nothing could be calculated to make a shy girl less interesting than the command to be more interesting.

[T]he historian lays humanity on the couch.

we're inclined to say what we think, even when we have not thought very much.