Quotes About Introspection

Sim, ele dormia, acordava, e as vezes, até fazia suas refeições ali dentro. Nesse estranho quarto sem janelas, esse quarto onde os ventos jamais sopravam e as árvores jamais rumorejavam, um quarto com ares de caixão, a tumba onde ele foi enterrado vivo. Ele escolhera viver em um caixão mesmo antes de ter sido assassinado. Um quarto de prazeres e de morte, envolto no perfume duradouro de mulher e o odor de seu próprio corpo.

Küsides, mille nimel ta elab, muutub iga inimene rahutuks ja võib end isegi tappa. Mulle piisab ainuüksi sellest, et olemas olla. Kas kahtlus iseenda eksistentsi pärast ei teki just liigsest rahuolematusest, et ei elata täiel rinnal?

cultivation of his anxiety.

Ella no puede penetrar los profundos sentimientos de una canción como ésta; ni ver a través del muro de sombras de mi naturaleza de hombre el anhelo que a veces me hace llorar. Muy bien: entonces, en lo que a mí concierne, no es sino un cuerpo más.

Los labios y los ojos de Sonoko resplandecían. Su belleza me deprimía y despertaba en mi una sensación de impotencia. Esa misma sensación es la causa de que Sonoko me pareciera aún más efímera.

Nobody even imagines how well one can lie about the state of one's own heart.

living is merely the chaos of existence...

When silence is prolonged over a certain period of time, it takes on new meaning.

In this situation however, I have to wonder...which of us is the sinner?

Good thing I brought my haze of emptiness!

I have, actually. I'm under pressure, but I'm also observing myself under pressure from the standpoint of an onlooker. Once I create this other self within my mind I can proceed calmly, at my own pace.

Knowledge should mean a full grasp of knowledge: Knowledge means to know yourself, heart and soul. If you have failed to understand yourself, Then all of your reading has missed its call.

My doors enter from the sidestreet, my windows painted basement black, my mouth kisses the blues harp, my heart hides like notes locked in a cedar chest.

Say something about real love. Yes, true love—more than parted lips, than parted legs in sorrow's darkroom of potash & blues. Let the brain stumble from its hidingplace, from its cell block, to the edge of oblivion to come to itself, sharp-tongued as a boar's grin in summer moss —Yusef Komunyakaa, from "Safe Subjects," Neon Venacular: New and Selected Poems (Wesleyan University Press, 1993)

The more we justify our beliefs, the more narrow-minded we become.

Questions you cannot answer are usually far better for you than answers you cannot question.

So if you want to know the truth about the universe, about the meaning of life, and about your own identity, the best place to start is by observing suffering and exploring what it is. The answer isn't a story.

And what is 'sensitivity'? It means two things. Firstly, paying attention to my sensations, emotions and thoughts. Secondly, allowing these sensations, emotions and thoughts to influence me.

It is healthier for us to have questions we cannot answer, than to have answers we cannot question.

We aren't born with a ready-made conscience. As we pass through life, we hurt people and people hurt us, we act compassionately and others show compassion to us. if we pay attention, our moral sensitivity sharpens and these experiences become a source of valuable ethical knowledge about what is good, what is right and who I really am.

Our narrating self would much prefer to continue suffering in the future, just so it won't have to admit that our past suffering was devoid of all meaning. Eventually, if we want to come clean about past mistakes, our narrating self must invent some twist in the plot that will infuse these mistakes with meaning.

Every religion, ideology, and creed has its shadow, and no matter which creed you follow you should acknowledge your shadow

what people might really need are the tools to connect to their own experiences.

We think we know far more today, but as individuals, we actually know far less.