Quotes about Introspection
I do not look at myself. I have given up myself. I had to, you know, after the murder. That was what it did for me. And that was how everything began
— CS Lewis
If I knew your thoughts, I would know what you are, for your thoughts make you who you are. By changing our thoughts, we can change our lives.
— Dale Carnegie
A girl who truly knows herself is a girl everybody else wants to know
— Mandy Hale
A fearless honesty should characterize both our self-analysis-where we are now-and our pursuit of truth.
— James Sire
All alone! Whether you like it or not, alone is something you'll be quite a lot!
— Dr. Seuss
Little as she was addicted to solitude, there had come to be moments when it seemed a welcome escape from the empty noises of her life.
— Edith Wharton
The greatest mistake is to think that we ever know why we do things...I suppose the nearest we can ever come to it is by getting what old people call 'experience.' But by the time we've got that we're no longer the persons who did the things we no longer understand. The trouble is, I suppose, that we change every moment; and the things we did stay.
— Edith Wharton
We live in our own souls as in an unmapped region, a few acres of which we have cleared for our habitation; while of the nature of those nearest us we know but the boundaries that march with ours.
— Edith Wharton
We live in our own souls as in an unmapped region, a few acres of which we have cleared for our habitation; while of the nature of those nearest us we know but the boundaries that march with ours.
— Edith Wharton
The affair, in short, had been of the kind that most of the young men of his age had been through and emerged from with calm consciences and an undisturbed belief in the abysmal distinction between the women one loved and respected and those one enjoyed—and pitied.
— Edith Wharton
She rose too, not as if to meet him or to flee from him, but quietly, as though the worst of the task were done and she had only to wait; so quietly that, as he came close, her outstretched hands acted not as a check but as a guide to him.
— Edith Wharton
to be able to look life in the face: that's worth living in a garret for, isn't it?
— Edith Wharton