Quotes About Insight

I've always had a passion for tearing the bandages from other people's eyes. I've always insisted that those round me should see things as they are. I suppose it is that I need companionship in despair. I can't understand not despairing.

The really pure in heart know nothing of what goes on around them each day, each night; never realize what poisonous weeds spring up beneath their childish feet.

Dime lo que lees y te diré quién eres, eso es verdad, pero te conoceré mejor si me dices lo que relees.

He would flay the fox, say the ape's paternoster, return to his sheep, and turn the hogs to the hay. He would beat the dogs before the lion, put the plough before the oxen, and claw where it did not itch.

I know flies in milk. I know the man by his clothes. I know fair weather from foul. I know the apple by the tree. I know the tree when I see the sap. I know when all is one. I know who labors and who loafs. I know everything but myself.

But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

Between the lines of every story there is another story, and that is one that is never heard and can only be guessed at by the people who are good at guessing.

Neither do I -- to speak truth. But I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

I suppose there might be good in things, even if we don't see it.

Eh! said Martha. It's like she says: `A woman as brings up twelve children learns something besides her A B C. Children's as good as 'rithmetic to set you findin' out things

Children's as good as 'rithmetic to set you findin' out things.

And, somehow, Sara felt as if she understood her, though she said so little, and only stood still and looked and looked after her as she went out of the shop with the Indian gentleman, and they got into the carriage and drove away.

bein' on th' stepladder lookin, over th' wall. But I'll tell

Egy kínai költÅ' sok száz évvel ezelÅ'tt azt mondta, hogy ha valamit leírunk, újra át is éljük.

If we don't write our stories, how will we truly know who we are? How will we define the world? How will we touch the mysteries of life?

Henry was right, we should have listened to him, Dad would sob.

Nihil sapientiae odiosius acumine nimio (Nothing is more hateful to wisdom than excessive cleverness)

And what is the use of knowing many things if, when you have learned the dimensions of heaven and earth, the measure of the seas, the courses of stars, the virtues of plants and stones, the secrets of nature, you still don't know yourself?

You should read it over again," Robin said. "Especially the part where the person comes out of the spell and finally sees clearly.

The chill lowered my defenses, and I caught a fever. A fever to understand.

she lacks the nonchalance for conducting deep discussions;

I felt that I was hearing the answer to a question that I hadn't known enough to ask.

I have one outstanding trait in my character, which must strike anyone who knows me for any length of time, and that is my self-knowledge. I can watch myself and my actions, just like an outsider.

Books are not cake—you and I can devour the same book, and there it remains for us and others to devour all over again.