Quotes About Introspection

A man's life is what his thoughts make of it.

I wear the chain I forged in life....I made it link by link, and yard by yard; I girded it on of my own free will, and of my own free will I wore it.

I was a savage for so many years of my life. There was some seed of determination in me that I was not conscious of. I was mostly consciously getting into trouble and drunk.

The only meaning of life worth caring about is one that can withstand our best efforts to examine it.

There's no shame in enjoying a quiet life. And that's been the realization of the past few years for me.

Does such a thing as "the fatal flaw," that showy dark crack running down the middle of a life, exist outside literature?

At every occasion in your life, do not forget to commune with yourself and ask of yourself how you can profit by it.

Silent moments are valuable! They give you a good opportunity to design new paths in your life!

When you live a life without questions, you're unprepared for the questions when they come.

I like to keep some things to myself, because its called a private life, not public.

One of life's quiet excitements is to stand somewhat apart from yourself and watch yourself softly becoming the author of something beautiful even if it is only a floating ash.

On a personal level, as a Christian, it will not be Barbra Streisand I'm standing in front of when I have to make an accounting of my life.

My writing has a lot to do with who I am, and what my life is like, and my relationships to people.

I wake up every single night wondering what I could have done differently. This is a pain that will stay with me the rest of my life.

If you stop thinking, if you stop wondering, you die.

What you think means more than anything else in your life. More than what you earn, more than where you live, more than your social position, and more than what anyone else may think about you.

You become yourself, every single day of your life, through your choices and how you think.

The cost of oblivious daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realignment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse.

The meaning of life is to get meaning for life.

When I look at my life and its secret colors, I feel like bursting into tears.

Of all animals, the cat alone attains to the comtemplative life. He regards the wheel of existence from without, like the Buddha.

Life is death in slow motion.

My real self wanders elsewhere, far away, wanders on and on invisibly and has nothing to do with my life.

As I look back on my life, I see it as one long obstacle course with myself as the main obstacle.