Quotes About Introspection

Role models or not, in the end every man has to decide for himself just what kind of man he will be.

older, I've got a clear space around me I didn't have before. I wonder if that's like a future, or a place where a future will be.

I'm a mirror. If you're cool with me, I'm cool with you, and the exchange starts. What you see is what you reflect. If you don't like what you see, then you've done something. If I'm standoffish, that's because you are.

You know, I looked at my face in the mirror this morning, and I like being old. My face has more content and when I train in the gym now, I am not training to be strong or handsome - just better than I was yesterday. These days the race is just against myself.

An artist cannot talk about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

Listen carefully to first criticisms made of your work. Note just what it is about your work that critics don't like — then cultivate it. That's the only part of your work that's individual and worth keeping.

Mirrors should reflect a little before throwing back images.

After the writer's death, reading his journal is like receiving a long letter.

Here I am trying to live, or rather, I am trying to teach the death within me how to live.

Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.

What the public criticizes in you, cultivate. It is you.

Change your ways when fear seizes," he had said, "for it usually means you are doing something wrong.

The wise person often shuns society for fear of being bored.

All men's misfortunes spring from their hatred of being alone.

All of our unhappiness comes from our inability to be alone.

This great misfortune - to be incapable of solitude.

Beware, as long as you live, of judging people by appearances.

He knows the universe, and himself he does not know.

Le fabricateur souverain nous créa besaciers tous de même manière, tant ceux du temps passé que du temps d'aujourd'hui : Il fit pour nos défauts la poche de derrière, Et celle de devant pour les défauts d'autrui.

Nici inteligen?a, nici talentul, nici geniul nu l-au împiedicat vreodat? pe om s? se în?ele. Ba s-ar zice c?, din contr?, ele îl ajut? s? se cufunde ?i mai departe în ceea ce constituie profunzimea ?i sumbra str?lucire a r?t?cirii.

M-am n?scut într-o lume cu privirile a?intite înapoi. Trecutul avea pentru ea mai mult? greutate decât prezentul.

Ram?sesem singurii care mai credeam în noi în?ine. De aceea tr?iam între noi, vânam între noi, ne c?s?toream între noi. Lumea credea c? suntem îngânfa?i. Eram doar timizi. Ne era team? de ceilal?i oameni. Ne era team? de viitor, care era contrariul trecutului. Închideam în urma noastr? toate u?ile care d?deau spre o lume devenit? prea mare pentru noi ?i pentru speran?ele noastre înl?n?uite de amintiri.

Libertatea este o chestiune de metod?. Adev?rul punea cu totul alte probleme. Cred c? n-a? putea s? m? exprim mai bine decât folosind un cuvânt cam provocator, adev?rul eram noi.

Oare încerc?m sau suntem capabili vreodat? s? în?elegem ceea ce nu suntem?