Quotes About Introspection

There is no guilt in feelings ever.

So I thought. Are you happy? What's that? Don't you know yet? But who really knows what it is? Dancing on the head of a pin, maybe.

People tend to ask too many questions in love,and once you begin really wanting to know the answers,love is on its way out.

An hour passes. I sit tensely and watch his every movement in case he may perhaps say something. What if he were to open his mouth and cry out! But he only weeps, his head turned aside. He does not speak of his mother or his brothers and sisters. He says nothing; all that lies behind him; he is entirely alone now with his little life of nineteen years, and cries because it leaves him.

he begins to notice that he has been turned out of the silent company of the trees, the animals, the stars, and the unconscious life.

My rage outweighs my shame, as always happens when one is really ashamed and knows he ought to be.

Üksindus – elu igavene refrään. See ei olnud ei pahem ega parem kui mõnigi muu asi. Sellest räägiti liiga palju. Inimene on alati – ja mitte iial – üksi.

ÄŒlovÄ›k nedÄ›lá vždycky, co je správné, synu, Ã…â"¢ekl. Dokonce ani když to ví. V tom nÄ›kdy bývá kouzlo života. ChápeÅ¡?

Odejít není vždy tak snadné, zvláÅ¡Å¥ když ?lovÄ›k s sebou musí vzít i své vlastní já.

I breathe deeply and say over to myself: - 'You are at home. You are at home.' But a sense of strangeness will not leave me, I cannot feel at home amongst these things . . . I am not myself there. There is a distance, a veil between us.

Jaut?t otram noz?m? v?l joproj?m izvair?ties no izš?iroš? spieduma. Es gan ar? ?sten?b? negaid?ju atbildi no jums. B?t?b? esmu jaut?jis tikai pats sev. Bet dažbr?d to var izdar?t, tikai jaut?jot otram.

Er drehte die Dusche an. Das kühle Wasser strömte über seine Haut. Er atmete tief und trocknete sich ab. Der Trost der kleinen Dinge. Wasser, Atem, abendlicher Regen. Nur wer allein war, kannte auch sie.

You don't like to talk about yourself, do you? -I don't even like to think about myself.

Thoughtfully I resume my patrolling to and fro between the benches. Now and again I catch a searching glance above the edge of a copy book. I stand still near the stove and look at the young faces. Most of them are good-natured and ordinary, some are sly, others stupid; but in a few there is a flicker of something brighter. For these life will not be so obvious and all things will not go so smoothly. Suddenly

Unser Fehler ist, dass wir weder wirklich dumm noch wirklich gescheit sind. Immer so dazwischen, wie Affen in den Ästen. Das macht müde und manchmal traurig. Der Mensch muss wissen, wohin er gehört.

Mi alzo: sono contento. Vengano i mesi e gli anni, non mi prenderanno più nulla. Sono tanto solo, tanto privo di speranza che posso guardare dinanzi a me senza timore. La vita, che mi ha portato attraverso questi anni, è ancora nelle mie mani e nei miei occhi. Se io abbia saputo dominarla, non so. Ma finché dura, essa si cercherà la sua strada, vi consenta o non vi consenta quell'essere, che nel mio interno dice io

I like being alone best, with no one to disturb me. Because everyone always comes round to the same topic of conversation, how badly things are going, how well they are going, one thinks this way, the next person the other way – and they quickly get on to the things that make up their own worlds. I'm sure that I was just like them myself, before; but now I can't find any real point of contact. - Paul Baumer

G?lm?kd? yax?? el?dim? – Joan soru?du. – Bilmir?m, Joan. – Bilirs?n... Bilm?lis?n!

On devient mélancolique lorsqu'on pense à la vie... cynique lorsqu'on voit ce qu'en font la plupart des gens.

Ja sam moderan ?ovek i vrlo sam sklon samouništenju.

Vientul?ba mekl? ce?abiedru un nejaut?, kas vi?š ir. Kurš to nezina, nekad nav bijis vientu?š, bet tikai viens.

Kaži mi, Georg - pitam kad smo skrenuli u Hakenštrase, - Jesi li ti stvarno sre?an? Georg Krol skine šešir ne?emu nevidljvom u no?i. -Drugo pitanje! - kaže on. - Koliko se može izdržati sede?i na vrhu igle?

NajchÄ™tniej jestem sam, wtedy nikt mi nie przeszkadza. Bo wszyscy stale wracajÄ… do tematu [...]. Z pewnoÅ›ciÄ… i ja tak dawniej ?yÅ'em, ale teraz nie umiem siÄ™ do tego przystosowa?. Za wiele gadajÄ…. MajÄ… troski, cele, ?yczenia, których nie mogÄ™ ujmowa? tak jak oni. [...] Tak sÄ… podzieleni, rozdrobnieni, ?aden nie odczuwa tego caÅ'ym swym jestestwem; ja sam nie umiem dobrze okreÅ›li?, co mam na myÅ›li.

Gribu doties proj?m, bet kaut kas mani spiež palikt. Ja cilv?kam rodas iesp?ja moc?t pašam sevi, tad vi?š to vis l?ti gar?m nelaiž.