Quotes About Introspection

Even at the time, I realised this couldn't be right, that this interpretation didn't fit with the rest of the lyrics. But that wasn't an issue with me. The song was about what I said, and I used to listen to it again and again, on my own, whenever I got the chance.

We're the only ones who care now. The likes of you and me, Ono, when we look back over our lives and see they were flawed, we're the only ones who care now.

Perhaps God's so deeply ashamed of us, of something we did, that he's wishing himself to forget.

Of course, a human heart is bound to be complex. But it must be limited.

Not that anything significant started to happen immediately afterwards; but for me at least, that conversation was a turning point. I definitely started to look at everything differently. Where before I'd have backed away from awkward stuff, I began instead, more and more, to ask questions, if not out loud, at least within myself.

But who says I'm lonely? I'm not lonely.' 'Perhaps all humans are lonely. At least potentially.

But that's a funny idea. Maybe I did know, somewhere deep down. Something the rest of you didn't.

It must be nice sometimes to have no feelings. I envy you.' I considered this, then said: 'I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.' She laughed unexpectedly, making me start. 'In that case,' she said, 'maybe you shouldn't be so keen to observe.

yourself wondering

If we'd understood that back then-who knows?-maybe we'd have kept a tighter hold of one another.

Like you were sad, maybe. And a bit scared.

Her gün önünden geçtiÄŸiniz ayna bir gün aniden size bambaÅŸka bir ÅŸey,rahats?z edici ve tuhaf bir ÅŸey göstermiÅŸtir.

pictures, poetry, all that kind of stuff, she said they revealed what you were like inside. She said they revealed your soul.

Uneori sunt atât de adâncit? în singur?tate, încât dac? se întâmpl? s? dau din greseal? peste o persoan? pe care o cunosc, am un fel de È™oc È™i îmi ia ceva timp s? m? adaptez la situaÈ›ie.

little private nooks created out of thin air where we could go off alone with our fears and longings

Maybe all of us at Hailsham had little secrets like that—little private nooks created out of thin air where we could go off alone with our fears and longings. But the very fact that we had such needs would have felt wrong to us at the time—like somehow we were letting the side down.

She told Roy that things like pictures, poetry, all that kind of stuff, she said they revealed what you were like inside. She said they revealed your soul.

who don't hate you or wish you any harm, but who nevertheless shudder at the very thought of you—of how you were brought into this world and why—and who dread the idea of your hand brushing against theirs. The first time you glimpse yourself through the eyes of a person like that, it's a cold moment. It's like walking past a mirror you've walked past every day of your life, and suddenly it shows you something else, something troubling and strange.

Sometimes I get so immersed in my own company, if I unexpectedly run into someone I know, it's a bit of a shock and takes me a while to adjust.

You will agree that such is often the way with matters one has given abiding thought to over a period of time; one is not struck by the truth until prompted quite accidentally by some external event.

That talk with Tommy beside the pond: I think of it now as a kind of marker between the two eras. Not that anything significant started to happen immediately afterwards; but for me at least, that conversation was a turning point. I definitely started to look at everything differently. Where before I'd have backed away from awkward stuff, I began instead, more and more, to ask questions, if not out loud, at least within myself.

The first time you glimpse yourself through the eyes of a person like that, it's a cold moment. It's like walking past a mirror you've walked past every day of your life, and suddenly it shows you something else, something troubling and strange.

ama küçük arabama binince, bir kaç saat boyunca sadece yollar, geniÅŸ, gri gökyüzü ve hayallerimle baÅŸ baÅŸa kalmay? seviyorum.

For a long time, I was very unhappy, very unhappy indeed. ... occasions now and then -- extremely desolate occasions -- when you think to yourself: What a terrible mistake I've made with my life. And you get to thinking about a different life, a better life you might have had.