Quotes About Introspection

Instinct teaches us to look for happiness outside ourselves.

The happiest person is the person who thinks the most interesting thoughts.

forgive me also that I didn't fight like Lord Byron for the happiness of captive peoples that I watched only risings of the moon and museums

I have sometimes suspected that the only thing that holds no mystery is happiness, because it is its own justification.

How unbearable at times are people who are happy, people for whom everything works out.

A happiness that won't stand up to examination is less than worthless.

I'm happy being myself, which I've never been before. I always hid in other people, or tried to find myself through the characters, or live out their lives, but I didn't have those things in mine.

I believe that happiness can be found. If I thought otherwise, I should be silent and not make unhappiness the more bitter by discussing it.

The pleasure of criticizing takes away from us the pleasure of being moved by some very fine things.

When I do not walk in the clouds I walk as though I were lost.

Surely happiness is reflective, like the light of heaven.

I do not know who lives here in my chest, or why the smile comes. I am not myself, more the bare green knob of a rose that lost every leaf and petal to the morning wind.

Emotion doesn't have to be happiness.

I think now that maybe true sweetness can only happen in limbo.

And I believe happiness is the exact opposite of sadness, bitterness, and hatred: happiness should remain unexamined as long as possible.

If I admire my arms, my face, my shoulders, flanks, buttocks against the yellow drawn shades,-- Who shall say I am not the happy genius of my household?

Unhappiness comes from mirrors. Happiness comes from windows.

I read a book not to find its meaning, but to find my happiness.

Happy are those who evolve from within.

The hour when you say, "What does my happiness matter? It is poverty and filth, and a wretched complacency. Yet my happiness should justify existence itself!

happiness, unlike grief, does not clamor for a chronicler.

When sadness comes, accept it. Listen to its song. It has something to give to you. It has a gift which no happiness can give to you, only sadness can give it.

Think about what kind of person you are and shape your habits, and your happiness, to show what's true about you instead of thinking that you can just import the right answer from the outside.

You can only recognize your happiness against the background of suffering.