Quotes About Introspect

Woman! do you ever look inside? Do you ever look inside and see what you are not? God!

And she said such strange things! To her own mother she had said—without warning "Woman! do you ever look inside? Do you ever look inside and see what you are not? God!" she had cried sinking down again and staring at her plate, "Malebranche was right: we are not our own light. We are not our own light!

I'm not afraid to blame myself for any of my own faults or just to analyze things in a different way, but I don't overanalyze, either.

If I see a certain faults in people, I know there will be more faults in me as well. I'd rather focus on how I should work on my faults.

I don't know any filmmaker who can deconstruct their own work.

Test yourself on mankind. It is something that makes the doubter doubt, the believer believe.

Testing oneself is best when done alone.

of thought—months, alone, of thought.

The self is a relation which relates itself to its own self, or it is that in the relation that the relation relates itself to its own self; the self is not the relation but that the relation relates itself to its own self.

To grumble about the world and its unhappiness is always easier than to beat one's breast and groan over oneself.

No one may pride himself at being more than an individual, and no one despondently think that he is not an individual...

salvation consists primarily in his beginning to sorrow earnestly over himself!

he was a cithara-player, not a man.

man who lives under his own supervision, alone in the whole world

Si quien va a obrar pretende juzgarse antes a sí mismo por el resultado, no comenzará nunca.

When you were your own quarry, when the material you were dredging up lay buried in the caverns of the self, a time came when there was only an emptiness left.

It may not be coincidental that [you] use phrases like 'self conscious' when you really mean that you are conscious of others being conscious of you.

Each man is forever thrown back on himself alone, and there is danger that he may be shut up in the solitude of his own heart.

Ponder frequently

I examine my own being, and find there a world, but a world rather of imagination and dim desires, than of distinctness and living power. Then everything swims before my senses, and I smile and dream while pursuing my way through the world.

From youth, I have been accustomed to direct the eyes of my spirit inwards rather than outwards; and hence it is very natural, that, to a certain extent, I should be acquainted with man, while of men I have not the smallest knowledge.

I spend half my time just living my life, and the other half analyzing it.

How easy it is to be "deep": all you have to do is let yourself sink into your own flaws.

A man does not talk to himself quite truly — not even to himself: the happiness or misery that he secretly feels proceeds from causes that he cannot quite explain, because as soon as he raises them to the level of the explicable they lose their native quality.