Quotes About Introspection

la suffisance est l'apanage du sot, l'humilité est la vertu de celui qui mesure tout ce qui lui reste à apprendre et le chemin qu'il doit encore parcourir.

Celui qui est doué d'une véritable humilité n'est guère préoccupé par son image. Celui qui possède des qualités indiscutables et une confiance en soi justifiée aura peu de chances d'être touché par les critiques.

Mais est-ce la bonne solution que de fermer les yeux sur l'effritement de notre vie pour ne les entrouvrir craintivement qu'à la veille de la mort ? N'est-il pas préférable de les ouvrir grands dès maintenant, pour nous demander : « Comment donner un sens à ma vie ? » Laissons tomber le masque des conventions, des compromis entretenus avec nos pairs, dans ce jeu que nous poursuivons depuis trop longtemps.

Nous ne nous ménageons même pas une heure de réflexion sur cent heures de divertissement. Tout au plus quelques instants, lorsque des bouleversements affectifs ou professionnels nous font « remettre les choses en question ». Mais comment, et pour combien de temps ? Profitons-nous vraiment de ces occasions pour regarder en face le bien-fondé des certitudes fragiles, la nature éphémère des sentiments et des attachements ?

Every man wants to be happy, but in order to be so he needs first to understand what happiness is. JEAN-JACQUES ROUSSEAU

People were always saying to Margaret, 'Well, Julia sings and Betsy writes. Now what is little Margaret going to do?' Margaret would smile politely, for she was very polite, but privately she stormed to Betsy with flashing eyes, 'I'm not going to do anything. I want to just live. Can't people just live?

The silence in the room had width, height, depth, mass and substance.

Sometimes you have to get sad before you get happy 'cause otherwise how would you know the difference?

It's not that I don't like people. It's just that when I'm in the company of others – even my nearest and dearest – there always comes a moment when I'd rather be reading a book.

It's not that I don't like people. It's just that there always comes a moment when I'm in the company of others -- even my nearest and dearest -- when I'd rather be reading a book.

Growing up is like taking down the walls of your house and letting strangers in.

I wonder, I thought, what I am really thinking. Last week I would have known definitely but now everything seemed vague and evasive.

Life's challenges aren't supposed to paralyze you, they're supposed to help you discover who you are.

To write is, moreover, to withdraw language from the world, to detach it from what makes it a power according to which, when I speak, it is the world that declares itself, the clear light of day that develops through tasks undertaken, through action and time.

One thing must be understood : I have said nothing extraordinary or even surprising. What is extraordinary begins at the moment I stop. But I am no longer able to speak of it.

He would never know what he knew. That was loneliness.

Thought, infinitesimal thought, calm thought, pain. Later, he asked himself how he had entered the calm. He couldn't talk about it with himself. Only joy at feeling he was in harmony with the words: "Later, he ...

Moments mystérieux pendant lesquels, privée de tout courage et incapable de mouvement, elle semblait ne rien faire, alors qu'accomplissant un travail infini, elle ne cessait de descendre jeter par-dessus bord pensées de vivante, pensées de morte pour se creuser en elle un asile d'extrême silence.

One's thinking about me makes me feel this self; one's not thinking about me leaves me in this self that exceeds me."-"At least disappear in this thought.

Mis kõige enam lugemist ohustab, on see: lugeja reaalsus, tema isiksus, pretensioonikus ja põikpäisus loetu ees aina iseendaks jääda - inimeseks, kes üldiselt teab, kuidas lugeda. Lugeda luuletust ei tähenda lugeda lihtsalt järjekordset luuletust, see ei tähenda isegi sisenemist luule olemusse selle luuletuse kaudu. Luuletuse lugemine on see luuletus ise, mis ennast lugemises kinnitab.

The final delusion is the belief that one has lost all delusion.

I'm perfectly capable of staying indoors at home for a week without going anywhere. I enjoy just existing. I don't think of Formula 1 for twenty-four hours a day.

I have never for one instant seen clearly within myself. How then would you have me judge the deeds of others?

It is always a mistake not to close one's eyes, whether to forgive or to look better into oneself.