Quotes About Introspection

And if I have hoped for more it is only the whole of loneliness swept away by understanding from "Excerpts from a Secret Prophecy

There is this business of the narcissism of love, the fourth-dimensional curve that takes you out into the other who is the whole world, which is really a twist back into yourself, only a different self.

How am I to put this together with my human life, my intellectual life, my solitude, my transcendence, my brains, and my fearful, fearful ambition?

There are few women who go around actually feeling: Oh, what a fascinating feminine mystery I am.

a dog would be comfortably companionable and an uncomplicated distraction from the inside of his own head, and that one could safely say, out loud

Do you know why you're here?' the doctor said. Clumsiness. Clumsiness is the first and then we have a list: lazy, wayward, headstrong, fat, ugly, mean, tactless, and cruel. Also a liar. That category includes subheads: (a) False blindness, imaginary pains causing real doubling-up, untrue lapses of hearing, lying leg injuries, fake dizziness, and unproved and malicious malingering s; (b) Being a bad sport. Did I leave out unfriendliness?…Also unfriendliness.

to all of you, can you read my thoughts?" (...) "Dont look at me" miss coral said, with the genteel horror of the countless visiting abattori. "i cant even read my own

She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.

ste rosario de cuentas infelices calla más de lo que dice pero dice la verdad.

Aparta tu nariz de mis asuntos, saca tu pagaré de tu alcancía, estoy más solo cuando estamos juntos que con tu puto com por compañía.

The reason I keep making movies is I hate the last thing I did. I'm trying to rectify my wrongs.

It's an amazing feeling to go into a studio and really be alone.

There was a long moment between them that might have gone differently. Of all the times I saw the two of them together, this is the picture that is most stamped into my soul. It's the two of them, jumbled up and broken apart into confused pieces, and not really understanding, themselves, what they were doing.

The Lady shrugged nonchalantly. "You're a hider. Thats what you're thinking. And you're right." May swallowed and nodded, feeling very small. The Lady kneaded her wrinkled hands. "What you are hiding from the most, my dear, is that you are none of those things you are so afraid of being - cowardly, weak, small. You aren't afraid to know you're afraid. And you're most afraid that you're stronger than you know.

She tried to decide whether the silence was an empty one or a waiting one.

Adri held her arms around herself, shivering. "Do you think I can change?" she finally asked. Lily looked at her, curious and thoughtful. "Well," she replied, "are you dead?

You think you know that someone sees you one way, and barely at all, and then you realize that they see you in another.

Something about you makes me feel like I can tell you things like that. You're so still. It's like, you'll just hear it." He smiled wryly. "I can't even hear what I'm thinking most of the time," he said, his brow wrinkling. "My brain's noisy.

It made her think about how she couldn't believe how big the universe was, but how small it was for her

May fell onto her back, watching the zipping stars, which tonight were covered lightly in clouds, and feeling the darkest despair.

he just seemed—not so much like a dad but like any person who didn't have things figured out. Maybe the world is a mystery to everyone, even the smartest people or the oldest people, even

I'm not myself," she offered, guilty. She softened around Tik Tok, and when she did she was, for those rare moments, girlish. He smiled. "You can never say that. You're just a piece of yourself right now that you don't like.

except for Aunt Fire, who was never self-aware enough to feel awkward / but you're a girl, someday you'll want to be a prisoner to someone other than yourself

Lily?" she whispered. Lily didn't move. "Can I tell you something?" Lilly breathed deeply, clearly asleep. "I think all my life my heart's been broken," Adri whispered, "and I didn't even notice. And I don't even know by what.