Quotes about Introspection

Besides, who is to say that the feelings he writes in his diary are his true feelings? Who is to say that at each moment while the pen moves he is truly himself? At one moment he might truly be himself, at another he might simply be making things up. How can one know for sure? Why should he even want to know for sure?

We can only know and understand ourselves fully through others — through the way we experience others and ourselves in relation to others, and the way others experience us.

You will believe me when I say the life we lead grows less and less distinct from the life we led of Cruso's island. Sometimes I wake up not knowing where I am. The world is full of islands, said Cruso once. His words ring truer every day.

Things are so hard to figure out when you live from day to day in this feverish and silly world.

As far as I'm concerned the only thing to do is sit in a room and get drunk

I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.

I have nothing to offer anybody, except my own confusion.