Quotes About Introspection

People who don't think shouldn't talk.

But it's no use now, thought poor Alice, to pretend to be two people! Why, there's hardly enough of me left to make one respectable person!

Once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a game of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

Dear, dear! How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth

She generally gave herself very good advice, (though she very seldom followed it), and

She felt a little nervous about this; 'for it might end, you know,' said Alice to herself, 'in my going out altogether, like a candle. I wonder what I should be like then?' And she tried to fancy what the flame of a candle looks like after the candle is blown out, for she could not remember ever having seen such a thing.

She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes;

Well that's it: if you don't think, you shouldn't talk!

She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it), and sometimes she scolded herself so severely as to bring tears into her eyes; and once she remembered trying to box her own ears for having cheated herself in a came of croquet she was playing against herself, for this curious child was very fond of pretending to be two people.

It'll be no use their putting their heads down and saying, 'Come up again, dear!' I shall only look up and say, 'Who am I, then? Tell me that first, and then, if I like being that person, I'll come up -- if not, I'll stay down here till I'm somebody else' -- but, oh, dear!

it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don't exactly know what they are!

Down, down, down. There was nothing else to do, so Alice soon began talking again.

Who are YOU? said the Caterpillar.

Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I am not the same, the next question is Who in the world am I?

Somehow it seems to fill my head with ideas—only I don't exactly know what they are!

I wish I could shut up like a telescope! I think I could, if I only knew how to begin.

thought Alice, "without pictures or conversation?" So she was considering, in her own mind (as well as she could, for the hot day made her feel very sleepy and stupid), whether the pleasure of making a daisy-chain would be worth the trouble of getting up and picking the daisies, when suddenly a White Rabbit with pink eyes ran close by her. There was nothing

But I don't want to go among mad people, Alice remarked. Oh, you can't help that, said the Cat: we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad. How do you know I'm mad? said Alice. You must be, said the Cat, or you wouldn't have come here." ? Alice in Wonderland

Either the well was very deep, or she fell very slowly, for she had plenty of time as she went down to look about her and to wonder what

How queer everything is to-day! And yesterday things went on just as usual. I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think: was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is, Who in the world am I? Ah, that's the great puzzle!

She stretched herself up on tiptoe and peeped over the edge and her eyes immediately met those of a large blue caterpillar, that was sitting on the top, with its arms folded, quietly smoking a long hookah and taking not the smallest notice of her or of anything else.

this was a book about working out who you were. About identity, constant and threatened.

Tanr?m! Bugün her ÅŸey ne tuhaf! Daha dün her ÅŸey kendi olaÄŸan halindeydi. Acaba ben gece mi deÄŸiÅŸtim? Bir düÅŸüneyim: Bu sabah kalkt???mda ben ben miydim? Sanki biraz farkl? gibiydim, ama ben ayn? ben deÄŸilsem, o zaman yahu ben kimim? Ä°ÅŸte as?l bilmece bu!