Quotes About Soul-searching

What a gloomy thing not to know the address of one's soul!

Here I am now. And it is hell. Paradise? Yes, I still am here, but who? only myself, with my small waist, my small soul, my small arms, my small intelligence pushed to its greatest heights and thus ruthlessly able to see itself shut up inside its supple transparent but oh ruthlessly inflexible membrane, if I push it any farther it will burst its envelope, I am going to lose part of my mind, we will not longer steer clear of madness.

Sometimes you have to lose yourself. To find out who you truly are.

Why was he kneeling there like a child saying his evening prayers? To be alone with his soul, to examine his conscience, to meet his sins face to face, to recall their times and manners and circumstances, to weep over them.

Fang. I had to do some thinking about him. Me. I had some thinking to do about me too.

Self-examination [means] setting up a court in [your] conscience and keeping a register there that by strict scrutiny a man may know how things stand between God and his own soul.

We did some soul-searching. Was the cable industry obsolete? Was it an opportune time to get out? Our conclusion was that if you rebuilt your system with this new fiber-optic coaxial hybrid - which we now call broadband - the glass was half full, not half empty. We could compete.

why am I so alone, so hard, so cold? I am so weary of myself! It is eating my soul to its core,--self, self, self! I cannot bear this life! I cannot breathe, I cannot live! Will nothing free me from myself?' She pressed her cheek agains the wooden post. 'I want to love! I want something great and pure to lift me to itself! Dear old man, I cannot bear it any more! I am so cold, so hard, so hard; will no one help me!

Others find humanity by looking in their own hearts. Only lost souls need to search for it outside themselves.

Think about a night like that often enough, you'll ask yourself a lot of questions. Most of them about yourself. The kind of person you are. What you'll do and why and when you'll do it. What you believe in. What you really believe in.

Alone had always felt like an actual place to me, as if it weren't a state of being, but rather a room where I could retreat to be who I really was. The

Against my will I stand beside my own reflection It's haunting how I can't seem To find myself again

In my case Pilgrim's Progress consisted in my having to climb down a thousand ladders until I could reach out my hand to the little clod of earth that I am.

A big thing with the heart issue is you can't be up in here being stressed and having a lot of anxiety, so I had to do a lot of soul searching about how, 'Why do certain things make me upset?' and being more honest with myself. It's actually made my marriage awesome, it's made my friendships better.

The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.

We could endlessly reminisce, live in the past to an unhealthy degree, then politely kill each other some winter night before bedtime, stirring poison into our cups of whiskey-spiked chamomile tea, wearing party hats. Then, nervous about our double homicide, we could lie in bed together, holding hands again, frightened and waiting, still wondering, after all these years, if we even believed in our own souls.

Io restai a fissare il vuoto che aveva lasciato, chiedendomi cosa diavolo ci fosse di sbagliato in me

Each new dilemma I encounter seems to provide a moral quandary that demands ever-increasing amounts of soul searching. No decision comes in black and white anymore. I suppose that's because I am just no longer young enough, brazen enough, naive enough, capricious enough, nor stupid enough to believe I have all the answers.

Wieder, nur stärker als schon einmal vorher, hat sie das Gefühl, bisher gar nicht gelebt zu haben. Nur wenn man dieses Gefühl der Auflösung hat, nur wenn man anscheinend gar nicht da ist, sondern in einem anderen Wesen aufgeht, ist man ganz.

If I'm ever to reach any understanding of myself and the things around me, I must learn to stand alone. That's why I can't stay here with you any longer.

By digging into our souls, we often dig up what might better have remained there unnoticed." Alexis Alexandrovich

Ferreting in one's soul, one often ferrets out something that might have lain there unnoticed.

And yet he wondered, was it enough? It must be... there was nothing else.

He wanted to walk until he recognized himself again.