Quotes About Introspection

If you can't be honest with me, at least be honest with yourself.

Understanding yourself is a step towards inner peace, and a step nearer achieving your unfulfilled ambitions.

Above all, don't lie to yourself. The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love.

At the root of every large struggle in life is the need to be honest about something that we do not feel we can be honest about, We lie to ourselves or other people because the truth might require action and action requires courage. We say we don't know what's wrong, when we do know; we just wish we didn't.

Exes are like our old diaries-they know the whole truth and the unedited version of you. If you can still attain their respect after the relationship you must have done something well.

It is one thing to be angry at someone else, but it is when you are angry at yourself that you realize how stupid you are in some of the decisions you make.

Sometimes we get angry with people, when we should be angry with ourselves, because we gave them the power to change our mood and feelings.

You've never realized how weird your friends are until you have to describe them to someone else.

For everyone else, you are whatever one's brain has the capabilty to process, for you, you are just yourself.

Sometimes, you need to step outside, get some fresh air, and remind yourself of who you are and who you want to be.

Some people would always want to tell us who we are, without even taking time to know us. Let them keep guessing while we keep living.

You will never become who you want to be if you keep blaming everyone else for who you are now.

The greatest challenge in life is to discover who you are and the second greatest challenge is being happy, what you have.

When you spend too much time concentrating on everyone else's perception of you, or who everyone else wants you to be, you eventually forget who you really are. So don't fear the judgments of others; you know in your heart who you are and whats true to you.

Once she is dead, we would feel qualms about being other; we now admire only what she was, what we already were, but mixed in with something else, and what henceforth we shall be alone. It is in this sense (and not in that very vague, very false sense in which it is generally understood) that we can say that death is not without its use, that the dead person continues to exercise an influence on us.

A change in the weather is sufficient to create the world and oneself anew.

Our furthest-reaching resolutions are always made in a short-lived state of mind. I could barely conceive that the strange substance inhering in Gilberte, and radiating from her parents and the house where she lived, making me feel indifferent to everything else, could detach itself from her person and migrate into another.

Je pose la tasse et me tourne vers mon esprit.

motionless, gazing, breathing, endeavouring to penetrate with my mind beyond the thing seen or smelt.

Hardly even does one think of oneself, but only how to escape from oneself.

The fact is that they probably regarded aesthetic merits as material objects which an open eye could not help perceiving, without one's needing to ripen equivalents of them slowly in one's own heart.

un val neobi?nuit de oameni ie?i?i la plimbare umplea înc? str?zile din Combray, înnegrindu-le parc?. ?i în fa?a fiec?rei case… servitorii sau chiar st?pînii, a?eza?i ?i privind, tiveau parc? pragurile cu o broderie capricioas? ?i întunecat? ca aceea pe care o deseneaz? algele ?i scoicile zvîrlite pe malul m?rii de un flux puternic.

But I had long since ceased trying to extract from a woman the square root of her unknown, as it were, which did not often survive a simple introduction.

I had been mistaken in thinking that I could see clearly into my own heart.