Quotes About Introspection

but philosophy at half-past ten at night is somewhat late;

Drunk, if you like; so much the worse for those who fear wine, for it is because they have bad thoughts which they are afraid the liquor will extract from their hearts;

God speaks to your heart and your heart speaks to you. Tell me what it says.

Crois-moi, on cherche mal quand on ne réfléchit pas.

Pretend to think well of yourself, and the world will think well of you," an axiom a hundred times more useful in society nowadays than that of the Greeks, "Know thyself," a knowledge for which, in our days, we have substituted the less difficult and more advantageous science of knowing others.

he sat down in the chair and went over in his mind everything that in the past week or so had filled his cup of bitter sorrows and dark memories to overflowing.

Happiness or unhappiness is the secret known but to one's self and the walls—walls have ears but no tongue;

You don't write down every evening what has happened during the day: you don't keep a diary?' 'No. Alas, my life is spent in frivolous trifles, which I even forget myself.

What, have I been on the wrong road for the past ten years? What, can it be that in a single hour the architect can become convinced that the work into which he has put all his hopes was, if not impossible, then sacriligeous?

It needs misfortune to be able to dig up in those secret mines, which are hidden in man's soul.

He could not do this, he whose past life was so short, whose present so melancholy, and his future so doubtful.

But such was his state of mind that two bottles were not enough to extinguish his thoughts; so he remained, too drunk to fetch any more wine, not drunk enough to forget, seated in front of his two empty bottles, with his elbows on a rickety table, watching all the specters that Hoffman scattered across manuscripts moist with punch, dancing like a cloud of fantastic black dust in the shadows thrown by his long-wicked candle.

A curse on those who fear wine: it's because they have evil thoughts and they are afraid that wine will loosen their tongues.

And that you alone, among the men whom you do not recognize as your brothers- for you have said so, observed Villefort, in a tone that faltered somewhat- you alone are perfect.

Dantès in his cell heard the noise of preparation,—sounds that at the depth where he lay would have been inaudible to any but the ear of a prisoner, who could hear the splash of the drop of water that every hour fell from the roof of his dungeon. He guessed something uncommon was passing among the living; but he had so long ceased to have any intercourse with the world, that he looked upon himself as dead.

Apoi ajunse s? se îndoiasc? de inocenÈ›a sa, ceea ce justifica oarecum ideile guvernatorului asupra alienaÈ›iei mintale, în sfârÈ™it, c?zu de la în?lÈ›imea orgoliului È™i se rug?, nu îns? lui Dumnezeu, ci oamenilor. Dumnezeu e ultima instan??. Nenorocitul care ar trebui s? înceap? cu Domnul, nu îÈ™i pune speranÈ›ele în EL, decât dup? ce le-a epuizat pe toate celelalte.

he had so long ceased to have any intercourse with the world, that he looked upon himself as dead. The

Dantès n'avait point changé de place. Une main de fer semblait l'avoir cloué à l'endroit où la veille il s'était arrêté: seulement son oeil profond se cachait sous une enflure causée par la vapeur humide de ses larmes. Il était immobile et regardait la terre.

man is but an ugly caterpillar for him who studies him through a solar microscope; but you said, I think, that I had nothing else to do. Now, really, let me ask, sir, have you?—do you believe you have anything to do? or to speak in plain terms, do you really think that what you do deserves being called anything?" Villefort's

since like every man burdened with thoughts of the past, he was occupied with seeking the thread of his own ideas in those of the speaker.

God alone knows what is going on within the hearts of men.

Y entonces la soledad se poblaba con sus pensamientos, las tinieblas se desvanecían ante sus ilusiones, y el silencio se turbaba con sus votos y sus proyectos.

lisonja? Lo cierto era que la cuestión

Porthos, you are as vain as Narcissus; I plainly tell you so, replied Aramis.