Quotes About Introspection

slept too long. And I don't much like the world I woke up to.

People blame their environment. There is only one person to blame - and only one - themselves.

You are today the result of your thoughts of yesterday, and the many yesterdays preceeding it. You are forming today the mold for what you will be in the years to come.

To congratulate oneself on one's warm commitment to the environment, or to peace, or to the oppressed, and think no more is a profound moral fault.

Do I dare disturb the universe? Yes, I do, I do. I think. Jerry suddenly understood the poster--the solitary man on the beach standing upright and alone and unafraid, poised at the moment of making himself heard and known in the world, the universe.

He was swept with a sadness, a sadness deep and penetrating, leaving him desolate like someone washed up on a beach, a lone survivor in a world full of strangers.

As a man gets older, his regrets changes. Especially when he's gotten into the Scotch.

How can I die alone.Where will I be then who am now alone,what groans so patheticallyin this room where I am alone?

The Answer" Will we speak to each other making the grass bend as if a wind were before us, will our way be as graceful, as substantial as the movement of something moving so gently. We break things into pieces like walls we break ourselves into hearing them fall just to hear it.

What am I to myself that must be remembered, insisted upon so often? Is it that never the ease, even the hardness, of rain falling will have for me something other than this, something not so insistent— am I to be locked in this final uneasiness.

To be in love is like going out- side to see what kind of day it is.

What's inside, what's the place apart from this one?

What am I to myself that must be remembered, insisted upon so often?

I don't like to watch my own movies - I fall asleep in my own movies.

I have come to regret being right about anything anymore.

O balances sentimentales.

I am of an age when one begins to contemplate one's emaciated fingers, and at which youth is so full, so real that it cannot be long before it begins to fade. Your lips bring tears to my eyes; you sleep naked in my brain and I dare not rest.

I'm coming from a place of total strength and humility now.

HELLO DARKNESS, MY OLD FRIEND

There come a day in every man's life when he stops looking forward and starts looking back.

If you take this shit to heart, you die with a heart full of shit.

halting, ghostly voice his stroke had left him, "when he stops looking forward and starts looking back.

We'd be who we were, and we could either come to grips with this fact and like the person we'd become, or live with regret and disappointment.

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