Quotes About Introspection

In the mirror I see only the time-lapsed weather patterns of 1964.

Convent - a place of retirement for women who wish for leisure to meditate upon the sin of idleness.

All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusion is called a philosopher.

All are lunatics, but he who can analyze his delusions is called a philosopher.

We hear voices in solitude, we never hear in the hurry and turmoil of life; we receive counsels and comforts, we get under no other condition.

It takes a man to know men and all the wickedness mixed up in their flesh and blood.

Pitam se nemamo li svi mi u sebi svog neprijatelja i kako se protiv njega boriti?Za mene je borba protiv njega ?in pisanja,trenutak kad se osje?am dovoljno snažnom.Izme?u mene i njega tad se odvija dijalog i nije slu?ajnost što u mojim knjigama ima mnogo dijaloga.Rijetko osje?am mir.

We live in the age of the secret and of fear. You must have two faces. Show one to the crowd, and keep the other for yourself and your Creator. If you want to keep your eyes, your ears and your tongue, forget that you have them.

Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un ose leur apprendre à regarder la défaite dans les yeux, ose leur expliquer que pour se relever il faut d'abord admettre qu'on est à terre. Peut-être faudra-t-il que quelqu'un leur dise la vérité un jour.

Hiçbir ÅŸeye ÅŸa??rma, hakikatin de insanlar?n da iki yüzü vard?r.

herkes kendi tanr?s?na, diÄŸerlerinin dualar?n? susturmas? için yakar?yordu.

Ceux qui ne pourront pas assumer leur propre diversité se retrouveront parfois parmi les plus virulents des tueurs identitaires, s'acharnant sur ceux qui représentent cette part d'eux-mêmes qu'ils voudraient faire oublier. Une "haine de soi" dont on a vu de nombreux exemples à travers l'Histoire...

I look at the world and my own life as if I were a stranger. I wish for nothing, except perhaps that time would stop.

others, like me, take refuge in books.

Daha m? iyi olurdu, yoksa daha m? kötü? Ä°nsan hala soluk al?p bu soruyu sorabiliyorsa, bu türlüsü pek de fena olmam?? demektir.

içimde gömülü olan baz? ÅŸeyleri o gece ona söylerken keÅŸfettim.

Au bout de tant d'années passées parmi les vêtements-Blancs, il avait réussi à se bâtir une solitude, cette chère et irremplaçable solitude dont il s'enveloppait comme d'une cotte de mailles. La partager, c'était la perdre. Chaque fois qu'il en avait le loisir, il aimait à retrouver son discret repaire, seul, sans un autre compagnon que lui même. Pourquoi encombrer ses oreilles d'un bourdonnement humain?

Kansan sisin on sen kirjallisuudessa. Siinä se paljastaa intohimonsa, toiveensa, haaveensa, turhaumansa, uskomuksensa, maailmankatsomuksensa ja näkemyksensä itsestä ja muista, myös meistä itsestämme.

Yes Sierra Leone to me was both utterly familiar and ineffably alien: I knew it but I could not claim to understand it.

The glass dwellers were terrified of the cloche being lifted. They treated the suffering of others as something exceptional, something that required treatment, when what was exceptional was all this.

I have been a lot of places in my time, and done a lot of things. And there is a sense of Prodigal about my life that begs to be resolved. But one truth anyone reading these pieces ought to get is the sense of movement--the struggle, in myself, to understand where and who I am, and to move with that understanding.

It seems my life plagues a few people. They want to "know" how I got wherever they perceive I am. Why I would leave where they "thought" I was in the first place. But was I ever there, where they thunk? And where was they?

Lately, I've become accustomed to the wayThe ground opens up and envelops meEach time I go out to walk the dog.

Only drunks stare at statues .... I never liked the statues keeping vigil, primarily because they were too close to life.