Quotes About Introspective

I felt curiously aloof from my own self.

If a book doesn't make you want to throw it aside and think your own thoughts, what use is it?

Deep down I'm a lazy person in a constantly moving body.

From my own self-analysis, which I seldom indulge in, I am what I am.

I'm too quiet. But I'm really not quiet. I just tend to come across that way to new people because I don't like to talk first.

But he was fine keeping mostly to himself.

People blame God for this or that, when instead they should be facing what is inside them.

Truman was so self-absorbed that it took him a long while to realize Marella had taken him out of her life.

but I am the sort of person who does not seem to need the day-to-day emotional support provided by normal civilized social contact.

Their souls are usually heavy and managerial.

He had a particularly deliberate way of speaking that made him sound as if he had thought up his sentences several minutes ago and was only now getting around to saying them.

Show me a man who lives alone and has a perpetually clean kitchen, and eight times out of nine I'll show you a man with detestable spiritual qualities.

Easy to break mirror; less easy to see oneself. (Facile de casser le miroir; - Moins facile de s'y voir.)

I went home, with new matters for my thoughts, though with no relief from the old.

If you can't stand your own company alone in a room for long hours, or, when it gets tough, the feeling of being in a locked cell, or, when it gets tougher still, the vague feeling of being buried alive--then don't be a writer.

Besides, please bear in mind that no one with anything to say ever said anything about anybody but himself.

One day One day I waited for myself I said to myself Guillaume it's time you came So I could know just who I am I who know others

He'd somehow lived a detached life, more Like a spectator than a participant in his own existence.

I saw Guardiola as a mystical type of person. The way he dressed – always in black – he was sometimes very quiet, constantly analysing things, thinking things over: why we won, why we lost, why he'd lost the ball. Sometimes his obsessiveness was excessive.

Are you as lonely as Kaspar Hauser?" "Much worse than Kaspar Hauser. I'm as lonely as myself.

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.

felt drained. Watching the life of the

It's ok. "There's nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.

Before I can live with other folks, I've got to live with myself.