Quotes About Introspection

I'm like a being from another existence who passes, with a certain amount of interest, through this one. I'm alien to it in every way. There's a kind of glass sheet between me and it. I want the glass to be perfectly clear, so that it will in no way hinder my examination of what's behind it, but I always want the glass.

O que há em mim é sobretudo cansaço —Não disto nem daquilo. Nem sequer de tudo ou de nada. Cansaço assim mesmo, ele mesmo. Cansaço.

Through rational thought I can recognize that a man is a living being just like me, but for my true, involuntary self he has always had less importance than a tree, if the tree is more beautiful.

Those who truly suffer don't form a group or go around as a mob. Those who suffer, suffer alone.

I know nothing greater, nor more worthy of the truly great man, than the patient and expressive analysis of the ways in which we don't know ourselves, the conscious recording of the unconsciousness of our conscious states, the metaphysics of autonomous shadows, the poetry of the twilight

I am a man for whom the external world is an internal reality.

Alguien conoce las fronteras de su alma, para poder decir, yo soy yo?

De enige houding die een superieur mens past, is koppig doorgaan met iets waarvan hij inziet dat het geen zin heeft, zichzelf onderwerpen aan een discipline waarvan hij weet dat ze vruchteloos is, en steevast filosofische en metafysische normen hanteren waarvan hij aanvoelt dat ze geen betekenis hebben.

Whatever I feel is felt against my will so that I can write that I felt it.

I find it so irritating, the happiness of all those men unaware of their unhappiness.

Durante el día soy un inútil; en la noche soy yo mismo.

When a man reaches the age of lucidity, one of his main concerns is to actively and thoughtfully shape himself into the image and likeness of his ideal.

It's good to live alone, And noble and great Always to live simply.

The most contemptible thing about dreams is that everyone has them.

All of us, in some part or other, are loathsome. We all harbour a crime we've committed, or a crime that our soul doesn't let us commit.

The true landscapes are those that we ourselves create since, being their gods, we see them as they truly are, which is however we created them.

My soul finds hard edges to all the soft comforts on which I lean for support.

Other people are no more for us than scenery, generally the invisible scenery of a street we know by heart.

another day, life and its fictitious usefulness and vain activity;

Scrivere è dimenticare. La letteratura è il modo più piacevole di ignorare la vita.

Some days are like whole philosophies in themselves that suggest to us new interpretations of life, marginal notes full of the acutest criticism in the book of our universal destiny.

To pretend is to know oneself.

I am me again, exactly as I am not.

It requires prodigious intelligence to be reduced to anguish by a day of lowering skies.