Quotes About Introspection

The wiser a man is, the less talkative will he be.

A greedy man will always find himself in the shackles of humility.

There are three signs of a knowledgeable person: knowledge, forbearance and silence.

To whatever extent a person's knowledge increases, his attention will be turned more towards his soul.

The weakest man is the one who is able to correct his moral defects, but doesn't take action.

Silence is the garden of thought.

You never know if you're a writer. You can't trust it. If you woke up and said, 'I'm a writer ' it would be gone. You wouldn't see anything for miles - even the dust would be running away.

The proper word for me," Robin Goodman says, "is me.

Think how quiet a book is on a shelf, he said, just sitting there, unopened. Then think what happens when you open it.

I want to be bored. But I can't. But I really don't want to be this thing that I'm having to be instead of being bored.

How are you feeling? Mrs Rock said. I'm okay, George said. I think it's because I don't think I am. You're okay because you don't think you're okay? Mrs Rock said. Feeling, George said. I think I'm okay because I don't think I'm feeling.

Imagine if you made something and then you always had to be seen through what you'd made, as if the thing you'd made became you.

Is there any escaping the junkshop of the self?

Regrets when you're dead? A past when you're dead? Is there never any escaping the junkyard of the self?

We all mine and undermine and landmine ourselves, in our own ways, in our own time, Sophia thinks.

Mark, shaken, realizes he has just made the terrible mistake of not just seeming to be but actually being sincere.

She came right up to the side of the building as if she were coming round its corner and simply sort of reading the sign because that's what she was, a girl reading the world.

I would give anything to taste. To taste just dust. Because now that I'm nearly gone, I'm more here than I ever was. Now that I'm nothing but air, all I want is to breathe it. Now that I'm silent forever, haha, it's all words words words with me. Now that I can't just reach out and touch, it's all I want, is to.

the room had been lost 'til then. So, if you were in a room, I mean if you were just sitting in a room, could the room you were in get lost?

Outside, the sun was shining. It was irrelevant. There was something Lise had to write down, again. What was it? I am a ( ) person.

Hello, he said. What you reading? Elisabeth showed him her empty hands. Does it look like I'm reading anything? she said. Always be reading something, he said. Even when we're not physically reading. How else will we read the world? Think of it as a constant.

Ell somriu. Es una noia amable, encantadora i intel·ligent, tot i que ja no és tan espavilada com quan era petita. Això, de vegades, l'entristeix. Fa una mena de feina que se li menja l'esperit. Està molt sola. Això segur. És com observar com es va erosionant.

Simt cum ceva creÈ™te în mine, la fel de mare ca È™i b?rb??ia lui. Este mânie.

Do you come to art to be comforted, or do you come to art to be re-skinned?