Quotes About Introspective

The man-worshipers, in my sense of the term, are those who see man's highest potential and strive to actualize it. The man-haters are those who regard man as a helpless, depraved, contemptible creature--and struggle never to let him discover otherwise. It is important here to remember that the only direct, introspective knowledge of man anyone possesses is of himself.

It is important here to remember that the only direct, introspective knowledge of man anyone possesses is of himself.

I looked at my wife. Her face was pensive ...

I never learn anything from listening to myself.

It occurs to her that there is one thing about people you can never understand well enough: how entirely inside themselves they are.

It's a selfish habit. I never learn anything from listening to myself.

moment, and began muttering to himself.

at times the city can feel self-satisfied, even solipsistic

It comes from within.

I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires.

In general, I think I'm a very private person. But I also love human beings.

Don't like small talk, love rainy days.

I love writers who are insightful enough to be cynical but choose not to be.

If you're capable of despising your own behavior, you might just love yourself.

I'm a very analytical person, a somewhat introspective person that's the nature of the work I do.

True thinking is rare—just like true listening. Thinking is listening to yourself.

People think they think, but it's not true. It's mostly self-criticism that passes for thinking. True thinking is rare - just like true listening. Thinking is listening to yourself. It's difficult. To think, you have to be at least two people at the same time. Then you have to let those people disagree.

Then he asked himself the most difficult of questions: had he personally contributed to the catastrophe of his life? If so, how?

Those who consider themselves good teachers probably aren't.

Call yourself a leader? he asked himself savagely.

When someone casually asks me "How are you doing?", I sometimes find myself hesitating, as if caught in a micro-catatonia. The question is both petty and cosmic at the same time. Then I remember: just say "Fine.

Happiness in myself makes me apprehensive.

an engaged solitary, an inward-turned observer of the world

I'm not a very religious person.