Quotes about Introspection
An idea ran backward and forward in his head like a blind man, knocking over the solid furniture.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
he told me all the things he liked to THINK he thought in the misty past.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
There are always those to whom all self-revelation is contemptible, unless it ends with a noble thanks to the gods for the Unconquerable Soul.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Her face was sad and lovely with bright things in it
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Very few of the people who accentuate the futility of life remarks the futility of themselves.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Very few of the people who accentuate the futility of life remarks the futility of themselves.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Very few of the people who accentuate the futility of life remarks the futility of themselves.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
He wanted a world that was like walking through rain
— F Scott Fitzgerald
In 1913, when Anthony Patch was twenty-five, two years were already gone since irony, the Holy Ghost of this later day, had, theoretically at least, descended upon him. Irony was the final polish of the shoe, the ultimate dab of the clothes-brush, a sort of intellectual There!—yet
— F Scott Fitzgerald
Not only for that night but for the days and weeks that followed his books were to be but furniture and his friends only people who lived and walked in a nebulous outer world from which he was trying to escape.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
But all I know — the tremendous importance of myself to me, and the necessity of acknowledging that importance to myself — these things the wise and lovely Gloria was born knowing, these things and the painful futility of trying to know anything else.
— F Scott Fitzgerald
But I didn't call to him, for he gave a sudden intimation that he was content to be alone - he stretched out his arms toward the dark water in a curious way, and, far as I was from him, I could have sworn he was trembling.
— F Scott Fitzgerald