Quotes About Introspection

The only mystery that realy needs to be discovered is the one within us

Guilt is the uncomfortable certainty that we are not what we could have been.

The answer is simple: it's not the world that is boring and repetitive, it's your mind that is boring and repetitive. Your

Why is it that you have to warn people about who you are? Why can't it just be something that happens?

I am," I said. "I'm the problem.

That wasn't the way that things was supposed to be. And all because the so-called culture that I thought was right, that I thought it was cool, and I thought it was fun, and it was exciting at the time. It all led to me laying in a prison bunk by myself with no one to talk to but myself.

He enjoyed using a third of his time to do absolutely nothing.

To think is to confine yourself to a single thought that one day stands still like a star in the world's sky.

The only fool he tolerated gladly was himself

Who can talk you through this stuff before you decided to act on it?" "Well," said the president, "you won't like the answer, but the answer is me. Me. I talk to myself.

As often as not, he surprised himself. "What did I say?" he would ask after getting severe blowback.

Confused to find that the power of the presidency had limitations, he came to see the limitations as his own

he had no interest in personnel problems, since they put the emphasis on other people.

Almost all the professionals who were now set to join him were coming face to face with the fact that it appeared he knew nothing.

Well," said the president, "you won't like the answer, but the answer is me. Me. I talk to myself.

You spend your life so worried about what others think, when in reality, people mostly don't think. On the few occasions when they do, true, it is often something bad, but one has to at least admire the fact that they're thinking at all.

You spend your life so worried about what others think, when in reality, people mostly don't think.

When I was younger, many of my romantic escapades were just a means of simply avoiding being by myself. I was afraid of feeling lonely, afraid I wouldn't know what to say to myself.

smiling. Alone, Mateo turned

Old age puts more wrinkles in our minds than on our faces.

When I religiously confess myself to myself, I find that the best virtue I have has in it some tincture of vice.

I quote others only in order to better express myself.

I have seen no more evident monstrosity and miracle in the world than myself.

It is a thorny undertaking, and more so than it seems, to follow a movement so wandering as that of our mind, to penetrate the opaque depths of its innermost folds, to pick out and immobilize the innumerable flutterings that agitate it.