Quotes About Introspection

Hablar es tener demasiada consideración por los demás. Por la boca mueren los peces y Oscar Wilde.

visito con solemnidad mientras escribo. Tengo salas especiales, recordadas por otros en los resquicios de la figuración, donde me deleito analizando lo que no siento y me examino como si examinara un cuadro en la sombra.

All of us are near-sighted, except on the inside. Only our dreaming sees with clear vision.

Ma evitando quel contatto mi sono isolato, e nell'isolarmi ho esacerbato la mia sensibilità già eccessiva. ... Non ho mai considerato il suicidio come una soluzione perché io odio la vita per l'amore che sento per essa. Mi ci è voluto del tempo a capire il penoso equivoco in cui vivo con me stesso. Una volta convinto mi sono addolorato, cosa che mi succede ogni volta che mi convinco di qualcosa, perché la convinzione per me è sempre la perdita di un'illusione.

Porque soy del tamaño de lo que veo y no del tamaño de mi altura. Frases como estas, que parecen crecer sin voluntad que las hubiera dicho, me limpian de toda la metafísica que añado a mi vida. Después de leerlas, me acerco a mi ventana sobre la calle estrecha, observo el vasto cielo y los muchos astros y soy libre con un esplendor alado cuya vibración me estremece el cuerpo entero.

The rain outside was cold in Hadrian's soul.

Nunca he podido leer un libro entregándome a él; siempre, a cada paso, el comentario de la inteligencia o de la imaginación me ha interrumpido la secuencia de la propia narrativa. Después de unos minutos, quien escribía era yo, y lo que estaba escrito no estaba en ninguna parte.

El único modo de estar de acuerdo con el mundo es estar en desacuerdo con nosotros mismos. El absurdo es divino.

To be lucid is to be indisposed towards oneself. The only legitimate state of mind when looking inside oneself is that of someone who sees only nerves and indecisions.

Man should not be able to see his own face. Nothing is more terrible than that. Nature gave him the gift of being unable either to see his face or to look into his own eyes. He could only see his own face in the waters of rivers and lakes. Even the posture he had to adopt to do so was symbolic. He had to bend down, to lower himself, in order to commit the ignominy of seeing his own face. The creator of the mirror poisoned the human soul.

I don't know if this makes me suffer or if I simply accept it as my indifferent fate into which questions of suffering or acceptance do not enter.

No sueño con poseerte. ¿Para qué? Sería traducir a plebeyo mi sueño. Poseer un cuerpo es ser banal. Soñar con poseer un cuerpo es tal vez peor, aunque sea difícil serlo: es soñarse banal, horror supremo.

Mas só a ideia de ler se me desvanece se tomo de cima da mesa um livro qualquer, o facto físico de ter que ler anula-me a leitura.

There is no difference between me and these streets, save they being streets and I a soul, which perhaps is irrelevant when we consider the essence of things.

It's as if someone were using my life to beat me with.

Son mis Confesiones, y si en ellas nada digo, es que nada tengo que decir.

I was a citizen. At the heart of my thoughts I wasn't I.

I've never known if it was my sensibility that was too much for my intelligence, or my intelligence that was too much for my sensibility. I've always been late, I'm not sure if for the former or for the latter, or perhaps for both, or perhaps it was the third thing that was late.

I'm always astonished whenever I finish anything. Astonished and depressed. My desire for perfection should prevent me from ever finishing anything; it should prevent me even from starting.

Em jogo estaria a seguinte tese: pode um homem, psicológica e espiritualmente, viver de um modo completamente autossuficiente, sem precisar de mais ninguém?

Ebrio de errores, me pierdo a veces por sentirme vivir.

What elaborate misconceptions form other people's understanding of us!

It would be interesting to be two kings at the same time: not the one soul of them both, but two distinct, kingly souls.

other? We look at each other without seeing. We listen to each other and hear only a voice inside ourself.