Quotes About Introspection

And she holds the photograph. She holds it in her hands. She looks at it and she knows.

Will you listen to yourself, she said to him, and added, eejit, just loud enough for him to hear. When I looked back at him I saw that he was looking at her, I saw the way it was, that he might dissolve like sugar in water, and when I saw this I—

En aquel momento no se lo conté a nadie, ni a mis amigos ni a mi familia: no encontraba la manera de traducir lo sucedido a gramática y sintaxis.

I am also shouting at the top of my voice. There's something about living in the middle of nowhere that invites this indulgence.

The world was suddenly still; nothing was being required of me; I could stand in the quiet of my own skin.

I enjoy privacy. I think it's nice to have a little mystery. I think because of technology a lot of the mystery is gone in life, and I'd like to preserve some of that.

Lonely is better than used, Brigit. Besides, who the hell is there to trust? Who do you suggest I start with?

I could see Mike and James sitting side by side, both of them gazing wordlessly into space. From what I could judge, they shared obsessions that were similar but not identical, a situation which made communion between them unworkable for the present.

An evil-minded man is quick to see His neighbour's faults, though small as mustard seed; But when he turns his eyes towards his own, Though large as bilva fruit, he none descries.

All that we are is the result of what we have thought. The mind is everything. What we think, we become.

The only tyrant I accept in this world is the still voice within.

I claim to be a simple individual liable to err like any other fellow mortal. I own, however, that I have humility enough to confess my errors and to retrace my steps.

Those who know how to think need no teachers.

Change yourself – you are in control."

The only devils in this world are those running around in our own hearts, and that is where all our battles should be fought.

And I say to myself: a moon will rise from my darkness.

Everything around me looks like me and I look like nothing here

And writing is not enough for me to declare: I found my presence filling in absence and whenever I searched for myself I found others and whenever I searched for them I found only myself the stranger Am I a crowd of one?

Remember yourself before all turns to dust

Grasp your own reality and grasp your name and learn how to write your own proof.

At the simplicity of the gesture, he felt a pang: the raw nerve of his loneliness exposed.

Commune with your own heart on your bed and be still.

One's own thought is one's world. What a person thinks is what he becomes.

Nigdy nie by?am do ko?ca pewna, czy naprawd? istniej?. Mog?am przecie? by? cieniem, my?l?, obrazem, który b?yskawicznie przemkn?? pod powiekami innego cz?owieka. Jak?eby inaczej? Wystarczy?o, ?ebym siedzia?a w milczeniu przez minut? czy dwie i ca?y ?wiat móg? o mnie zapomnie?.