Quotes About Introspection

How could one find out about life when one was about to die?

It had been only through books-at best, no more than vicarious cultural transfusions-that I had managaed to keep myself alive in a negatively vital way. Whenever my environment had failed to support or nourish me, I had clutched at books...

I was persisting in reading my present environment in the light of my old one.

He sat. The white cat still contemplated him with large, moist eyes.

to see was not to control, that self-understanding was far short of self-mastery. He was afraid of himself.

While his mother sank in his eyes into the embodiment of passivity and victimization, he found it almost impossible to forge warm ties with other human beings.

he had lived within the narrow grooves of habit so long that he had learned to see in his dark world without the aid of eyes

All of my life had shaped me to live by my own feelings and thoughts.

Sometimes I imagine I can feel the earth pause in its rotation, can feel it pause and look at us as if wondering, Just who the hell do you think you are?

Insight is the understanding that comes from self-awareness.

Which man among us is not, most of the time, possessed of the desire to curl himself into a foetal ball?

He (Nixon) needed someone with him so he could be alone.

It's me . My anxiety. I do this thing after I'm around people where I obsessively overanalyze every interaction to see where I went wrong or who I offended.

Yeah, well," Nico said, "not giving people a second thought…that can be dangerous.

We've all got weaknesses. Me, for instance. I'm tragically funny and good-looking.

Is that me?,' Leo said. 'Like me--having this dream--looking at me having a dream?

He hated when his own advice applied to himself.

I want some time without you organic life forms.

I stared at her. Maybe I wasn't the brightest guy in the world when it came to girls, but I was pretty sure Rachel had just dumped me, which was lame considering we'd never even been together.

Contrary to what you might think, I don't spend every waking hour thinking about boys. Just most waking hours?

Maybe that's why he had started to fear suffocation. It wasn't so much drowning in the earth or sea but the feeling that he was sinking into too many expectations, literally getting in over his head. Wow...when he started having thoughts like that, he knew he'd been spending too much time with Annabeth.

My mother says looking is the nature of wisdom.

I think the hardest thing we can ever do is see someone for who they really are. Our parents. Our friends. Ourselves.

If I were a flowerpot, I would've checked my hair. ~Carter Kane