Quotes About Introspection

When I face myself, I go, "You have a fear of really being on your own. So you know what? That's what we're gonna do right now.

Ah! the terror and the delight of that moment when first we fear ourselves! Until then we have not lived.

Why do we even bother? Why do we make ourselves so open to such easy damage? Is it all loneliness? Is it all fear? Or is it just to experience those narcotic moments of belonging with someone else?

O how the darkness do crowd up, one against the other, in ye hearts! What fear ye more that what ye have wroughten?

O Conscience, into what abyss of fears And horrors hast thou driven me, out of which I find no way, from deep to deeper plunged.

I had insecurities and fears like everybody does, and I got over it. But I was interested in the parts of me that struggled with those things.

Fear is the fear of one's self.

If you are never alone you cannot know yourself. And if you do not know yourself, you will begin to fear the void.

It's not the gods But our own hearts We need to fear. The evil starts Against all odds Not there but here.

I am terrified by this dark thing That sleeps in me; All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.

There's nothing wrong with me...except acute chronic fear.

When one writes, there's the double horror of discovering not only what it is that one so fears but also the triviality of that fear.

It is ourselves we have to fear. Prejudice is the real robber, and vice the real murderer.

Going to parties usually makes me feel depressed, just because I have such social fear after meeting people.

The exceeding delight we take in talking about ourselves should give us cause to fear that we are giving but very little pleasureto our listeners.

I had discovered a terrible vulnerability I myself which I think of not as cowardliness but as an ability to imagine too much.

Fear is the penalty of consciousness forced to stare at itself.

No, no—there are depths, depths! The more I go over it, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I fear. I don't know what I don't see—what I don't fear!

After a few months without writing, months I've lived turned outward... I fear going deaf, not being able to hear the silence.

There it is: I am gently slipping into the water's depths, towards fear.

If evil exists its to be found in our fears.

Every time I start a picture ... I feel the same fear the same self-doubts . . . and I have only one source on which I can draw because it comes from within me.

It's not easy to get close to anyone.... Everyone's afraid of everybody else.... maybe because we're all afraid of ourselves.

I have come to realize that all my trouble with living has come from fear and smallness within me.