Quotes About Introspection

I have always believed that the man who begun to live more seriously within begins to live more simply without. In an age of extravagance and waste, I wish I could show to the world how few the real wants of humanity are.

Yes," said Wilson. "There's that. Doesn't do to talk too much about all this. Talk the whole thing away. No pleasure in anything if you mouth it up too much.

But neither bull force nor bull courage lasted, she knew now, and what did last? I last, she thought. Yes, I have lasted. But for what?

Certi altri posti non erano così buoni, ma forse eravamo noi a non essere così buoni quando eravamo là.

You have anything else eating you?" "Just in general." "How?" "Well I'm half crazy and you're half crazy and then we've got this crew of half saints and desperate men." "It isn't bad to be half saint and half desperate man.

Nobody knows what's in him until he tries to pull it out.

In the old days he would not have worried, but the fighting part of him was tired now, along with the other part, and he was alone in all of this now and he lay on the big, wide, old bed and could neither read nor sleep.

The heart of another is a dark forest

THE GAMBLER,THE NUN & THE RADIO I do not follow you. Many times I do not follow myself with pleasure.

THE GAMBLER,THE NUN & THE RADIO He was thinking well, a little too well

Amit az ember leírt, az többé nem sanyargatja.

I'm afraid of the rain because sometimes I see me dead in it.

I want nothing. I just want the emptiness to mean something.

You're going to have things to repent, boy," Mr. John had told Nick. "That's one of the best things there is. You can always decide whether to repent them or not. But the thing is to have them.

With her mouth closed she was a rather pretty girl.

Znam da no? nije isto što i dan:da su stvari razli?ite,da se ono što ?ovjek osje?a no?u,danju ne može objasniti,jer tada to ne postoji,a za osamljene ljude,kad njihova osamljenost jednom uzme maha,no? može biti vrijeme užasa.

But in the dark now and no glow showing and no lights and only the wind and the steady pull of the sail he felt that perhaps he was already dead. He put his two hands together and felt the palms. They were not dead and he could bring the pain of life by simply opening and closing them. He leaned his back against the stern and knew he was not dead. His shoulders told him.

But I could never make friends again truly, neither in my heart nor in my head. When you cannot make friends any more in your head is the worst. But it was more complicated than that.

Don't ever kid yourself with too much dialectics.

I had always expected to become devout. All my family died very devout. But somehow it does not come." "It's too early." "Maybe it is too late. Perhaps I have outlived my religious feeling." "My own comes only at night." "Then too you are in love. Do not forget that is a religious feeling.

And what did last? I last, she thought. Yes, i have lasted. But for what?

Why did you do it? — I don't know. Here isn't always an explanation for everything. — Oh isn't there? I was brought up to think there was. — That's awfully nice. — Do We have to go on and talk this way? — No. — That's a relief. Isn't it?

I had always avoided looking at Ford when I could and I always held my breath when I was near him in a closed room, but this was the open air and the fallen leaves blew along the sidewalks from my side of the table past his, so I took a good look at him, repented, and looked across the boulevard. The light was changed again and I had missed the change. I took a drink to see if his coming had fouled it, but it still tasted good.

For a part of a day it would be pleasant to have the house neat and to think alone and read without hearing other people talk and look at things without speaking of them and work properly without interruption and then he knew the loneliness would start. The three boys had moved into a big part of him again that, when they moved out, would be empty and it would be very bad for a while.