Quotes About Introspection

The mind is a leaf pile where you can bury anything....

Ninacuri suspiró y en ese suspiro se le fue parte de su vida.

Only half-aware of the movements of his body, she turned her head to one side and stared up at the ceiling, where she noticed a spider's web.

The great souls distinguish with two things; their greater needs and their greater agony.

There are words, which should leave unspoken, and the true value of a man lies in the words the he has for not saying.

Now the real beginnings of the 'freedom' which we have discussed for many years--and a heady freedom it is, coming after so many years of reaching outward for it--to finally discover all I had to do was reach inward, and it was there waiting all the time for me

It was a vicious cycle, though. The more gratification we found in our own geniuses, the more isolated we grew.

It's our very capacity for self-consciousness that makes us self-destructive!

It's said, after all, that people reach middle age the day they realize they're never going to read Remembrance of Things Past.

Cadvan smiled. "We are all many," he said. "But most of us don't have the privilege of understanding that as clearly as you do. It is hard to know oneself, but until we do, we cannot know why we act as we do. It's a lifetime's quest, and it never ends.

I am what I am, all the things that have happened to me, all the things I have ever learned, as well as all the things that were born inside me.

It is only the darkness in our own hearts that will defeat us, in the end.

That's an interesting phrase, isn't it? Open up. Like you rip yourself open and let others see your insides.

He told me to tell him all the songs that make me cry. He wanted to know my favorite books, favorite movies, if my heart was ever broken and by whom . . . He said, 'I want to know everything that makes you you.

The good thing about living alone is, you can say things out loud without worrying about how crazy they sound.

No one can ever truly know what is in another man's heart.

Yet what I had learned is that love is a leap of faith. A leap that not only takes your towards the person you love but also towards the truth of yourself. Whom you love and how you love them will tell you more about yourself than anything else in this world.

How did someone get so old in his spirit? The easy answers were brutality and ambition. But perhaps it was impossible to know the truth of another persons spirit.

As I walked by myself And talked to myself, Myself said unto me, Look to thyself, Take care of thyself, For nobody cares for thee.

That's what you think, my dear. You think a lot of men want to sleep with me. I used to think that myself." Her voice alters. "Bloody little fool that I was. Men don't want to sleep with me, they want to have slept with me.

Now you have more knowledge of yourself and the world; you are equipped to make choices, but there are none left to make.

To imagine wasn't to escape but to go deeper; to see through to the secret life of the world.

You are most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They expect to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words hanging leaping from their mouths. Silence? No.

You are most powerful when you are most silent. Poeple never expect silence. They expect words, motion, defense, offense, back and forth. They except to leap into the fray. They are ready, fists up, words leaping forth from their mouths. Silence? No.