Quotes About Introspection

Se fue volviendo cada vez más introvertido. Le gustaba vagar solo y sin rumbo...

Ich kenne Menschen, in denen steckt ein ganzes Universum, unermeßlich. Aber herauskriegen tut man es nicht. Ums Verrecken nicht. Das am Rande.

Prefería abstenerse de ahondar en semejantes problemas , que le resultaban desagradables y solo conseguirían sumirle en la más penosa inseguridad e inquietud cuando, precisamente para servirse de la razón, necesitaba gozar de seguridad y sosiego.

ever farther from human beings, driving him on ever more insistently toward the magnetic pole of the greatest possible solitude.

Mirad he hecho una gran obra y me complace mucho, pero, como todo lo terminado, ya empieza a aburrirme. Quiero retirarme y, como culminación de ese fructífero día, permitirme un pequeño entretenimiento en las cámaras de mi corazón.

Until now he had thought that it was the world in general that he wanted to squirm away from. But it was not the world, it was the people in it. You could live, so it seemed, in this world, in this world devoid of humanity.

la actividad creadora se desarrollaba únicamente en su interior y no podía ser percibida por nadie más que por él mismo.

Kad šis dusnus žmoni? tvaikulys aštuoniolika met? sl?g? j? lyg prieš audr? pritvink?s oras, Grenujui paaišk?jo tik dabar, kai prad?jo pamažu iš jo trauktis. Iki šiol jis man?, kad visas pasaulis toks ir kad reikia apskritai jo šalintis. Dabar jam atrod?, kad su pasauliu, pasauliu be žmoni?, visai ?manoma sugyventi.

People left him alone. And that was all he wanted.

He had withdrawn solely for his own personal pleasure, only to be near to himself. No longer distracted by anything external, he basked in his own existence and found it splendid.

And suddenly solitude fell across his heart like a dusty reflection. He closed his eyes. The dark doors within him opened and he entered. The next performance in the theater of Grenouille's soul was beginning.

How quickly the apparently solidly laid foundation of one's existence could crumble.

Sometimes the hardest thing someone has to do is admit that he's wrong. Of course I only know this from what I hear from other people, as it's never happened to me personally." -Dionysus, god of wine, women, and song, bartender

I was the black sheep. I never knew love until I lost it. The last few centuries I've had a lot of time to think, and my conclusion is that others' opinions may be part of why I turned out how I did.

Things had to be bad when I was not only conversing with myself, but giving me attitude.

silence, simplicity and humility . . . the only proper state for the artist as for the human being

If you look back on the breakups that you've had, whether it's a long relationship or a one-night stand, it's always awkward.

Just as we may, through an appalled realization that we were unaware of what was going on in the mind of one we thought we knew, come to wonder how we ever know what another person is thinking or feeling, so too we may, having on some occasion wanted badly to understand and having clearly failed, come to wonder how we ever manage to understand, and how we know that we have succeeded.

Where does it all lead? What will become of us? These were our young questions, and young answers were revealed. It leads to each other. We become ourselves.

Everything distracted me, but most of all myself.

Angel looks down at him and says, "Oh, pretty boy, Can't you show me nothing but surrender?

What is nothing? I impetuously asked. -It is what you can see of your eyes without a mirror, was the answer.

He wasn't certain whether he was a good or bad person. Whether he was altruistic. Whether he was demonic. But he was certain of one thing. He was an artist. And for that he would never apologize.

I was there for these moments, but so young and preoccupied with my own thoughts that I hardly recognized them as moments.