Quotes About Introspection

Y estaba sola, me sentía sola, incapaz de hablar, que es quizás la peor forma de la soledad.

Habíamos sido felices caminando sobre una cuerda floja, habíamos florecido en un infección de contradicciones, nos habíamos encontrado en un laberinto de paradojas sin mirar nunca al suelo, sin mirar nunca al cielo, sin mirar.

The greatest adventure lies not in discovering new lands, but in discovering the boundless potential within yourself.

One can only see what one observes, one observes only things which are already in the mind.

Vectra rounded up whatever lingering questions she may've had and tossed them as far and deep into the recesses of her mind as she could manage.

She couldn't quite make it stick, and knew the girl inside her was to blame. That was what happened when a woman went to war with the girl she'd been.

Me intriga sobremanera la forma como se repiten en mi vida estas caídas, estas decisiones erróneas desde su inicio, estos callejones sin salida cuya suma vendría a ser la historia de mi existencia

Miraba a los ojos de su interlocutor, pero no era a él a quien miraba. Es decir, más que mirar parecía estar buscando, con secreta y paciente astucia, ese otro ser que nos acompaña siempre y que únicamente sale a la superficie cuando estamos solos, para entregar ciertos mensajes, disolver ciertas frágiles certezas y dejarnos en el desamparo de inconfesables perplejidades...

Meditar el tiempo, tratar de saber si el pasado y el futuro son válidos y si en verdad existen, nos lleva a un laberinto que, por familiar, no es menos indescifrable. Cada día somos otro, pero siempre olvidamos que igual sucede con nuestros semejantes. En esto tal vez consista lo que los hombres llaman soledad. O es así, o se trata de una solemne imbecilidad.

The fact is, the heart and mind aren't always friendly. And in my case, they're barely speaking.

What is going on with you?" she says, shaking her head and pushing me away. "What's up with all the love and affection? I mean, you of all people, you of the eternal iPod-hoodie combo.

There is an old and very wise Native American saying: Every time you point a finger in scorn—there are three remaining fingers pointing right back at you.

Whenever I look at me, all I see are things I'd like to change.

Whenever I look at me, all i see are things I'd like to change. Whenever Damon looks at me, all he sees is a glorious gift from the universe somewhere in the middle lies the truth.

I have no idea what Paloma looks like-what she'll be like. I have no idea what to expect. I should've asked more questions. I should've used the last ten hours to grill Chay until he broke-until he confided every dark and dirty secret Paloma is hiding. Instead,I chose to eat.And read.And dream about some phantom boy with smooth brown skin,icy-blue eyes, and long glossy black hair-a boy I've never even met in real life. Lot of good it did me.

Appearances are really just manifestations of how we see ourselves. And so, with that in mind, the way you see yourself, well, it has a direct effect on what you become, and how others see you.

Does it really matter if I choose the bus over a BMW, and generic over Gucci? Because the car, the wardrobe, the zip code-those are just nouns, things that are fun to have around, sure, but in the end, they have nothing to do with the real me. Nothing to do with who I really am.

The darkness inside you allows for a more human experience. Giving you the very thing you lacked before: an insider's knowledge of the two faces of man—the constant struggle between darkness and light.

Fear leaves you sweaty and shaky and insecure enough to question everything you know to be true.

Alex, the only one you should be giving a second chance is you.

Because, Ever, life is not meant to be an open book test.

That life is not meant to be an open-book test.

Lauricia or Aurelia?

Fear leaves you sweaty and shaky and insecure enough to question evrything you know to be true.