Quotes About Introspection

I never forgave anyone for anything. A character flaw to be sure, but hell, everyone's got to have at least one.

Was I his? Was he mine? Fuck, I didn't know. How could I not know after more than a year? How could I not know the answer to this? What the fuck was wrong with me? What the fuck was wrong… with me? With… him and me, with us? No, with me. With me. What was wrong with me?

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The second you stop questioning yourself is the second that you become the monster.

Your first lover gets a piece of your heart until you have enough therapy to take it back.

If this is not love, ma petite , then I know nothing of it. If this is not love, then no one since time began has ever loved. You ask yourself What is love? Am I in love? when what you should be asking, is What is not love? ma petite . What is it that this man does for you that is not done out of love?

I stared at the phone. I'd had to do it. Had to. So why did my stomach feel tight? Why did I have the urge to call Jean-Claude and warn him? Was it the marks, or was Richard right? Did I love Jean-Claude in some strange, twisted way? God help me, I hoped not.

You never knew when you'd find a chink in the armor big enough to die through.

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Who are you?" My voice came out a little breathy. "I'm Micah Callahan.

The anger washed away in the knowledge that I was a hypocrite. I don't know how much of it showed on my face, but Jean-Claude cocked his head to one side. "Thoughts are flying across your face, ma petite, but what thoughts?" I stared up at him. "I think I owe you an apology." His eyes widened. "Then this is a truly historic occasion. What are you apologizing for?" I

Allora perché sei qui?» chiese Micah. «Sono stanco di scappare da me stesso.» Non mi parve una risposta, benché Richard sembrasse pensarla diversamente. Comunque sentii Micah annuire dietro di me. «Smettila di scappare», disse il mio Nimir-Raj. «Non sono sicuro di sapere come fare.»

Merry didn't make you a whining bitch, Talan; you were always that.

Stephen wasn't going to work through his issues in time to save his relationship with Vanessa

It was one of those moments when you can look in someone else's eyes and see your own reflection so sharp and true that it slices like glass.

You don't need cheering up. You need a good shaking.

I'm in a pocket of glowing light, protected from complicated relationships and huge mistakes, past and future.

Maybe this is hell, I thought: alone in my house in the middle of the night, stuck in an endless loop of thermal discomfort.

If you think too much about a thing, it is no longer innocent even if, in truth, it began that way

Nothing like pointing out mistakes someone else is making to help you ignore your own.

Jag kupade händerna om tändaren för att skydda lågan från vinden, och när min hud nuddade hans kände jag hur det fladdrade till i bröstet. Var det lust, kärlek eller bara ett tidigt tecken på lungcancer?

It's a virtue to know one's own heart and mind. It saves a lot of bother and a great deal of unhappiness.

It's none of your business what I'm aware of.

The loneliness is the mother of wisdom.