Quotes About Introspection

There are a thousand unnoticed openings, continued my father, which let a penetrating eye at once into a man's soul; and I maintain it, added he, that a man of sense does not lay down his hat in coming into a room, -- or take it up in going out of it, but something escapes, which discovers him.

What were his views in this, and in every other action of his life,—or rather what were the opinions which floated in the brains of other people concerning it, was a thought which too much floated in his own, and too often broke in upon his rest, when he should have been sound asleep.

In solitude the mind gains strength and learns to lean upon itself.

A true feeler always brings half the entertainment along with him. His own ideas are only call'd forth by what he reads, and the vibrations within, so entirely correspond with those excited, 'tis like reading himself and not the book .

Si alguien duda de su veracidad, o piensa que no es posible que un hombre se engañe a sí mismo de este modo,—debo aconsejarle que por un momento se remita a sus propias reflexiones; y entonces podré aventurarme a poner por testigo de mis aseveraciones a su propio corazón'.

My thoughts amuse me.

Dig a little, he continues. Search. Examine. Sculpt from the inside out, and not the other way around. Don't be afraid to screw up along the way.

You can think a thing over many times and still have no idea how you'll answer the question, if ever it's asked.

It's a funny things about human nature. Nobody ever wonders why they've got a healthy brother or a perfect kiddie. Anything goes wrong, though, we soon start why, oh why...

I always complained about my mother's stony heart. Turns out I'm built just the same.

I would never be popular. I didn't want to be; I liked being shy. I'd never be the smartest or the hottest or the happiest. By eighth grade you start to figure out your limits.

I am learning how to be angry and sad and lonely and joyful and excited and afraid and happy.

There's no point in asking why, even though everybody will. I know why. The harder question is why not? I can't believe she ran out of answers before I did.

I cry to let everything out

I am locked into the mirror and there is no door out.

He says a million things without saying a word. I have never heard a more eloquent silence.

I can't do everything for you. You must walk alone to find your soul.

You must walk alone to find your soul.

I pull my lower lip all the way in between my teeth. If I try hard enough, maybe I can gobble my whole self this way.... I didn't try hard enough to swallow myself.

I scared myself, because once you've thought long and hard enough about doing something that is colossally stupid, you feel like you've actually done it, and then you're never quite sure what your limits are.

I pushed my ragged mouth against the mirror. A thousand crushed bleeding lips pushed back at me...

I keep thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am." She nods her head slowly. "What do you think you'd look like?" "Smaller, for a start.

I keep thinking that if I could just unzip my skin, step out of this body, then I would see who I really am.

How did I get like this?