Quotes about Introspection

Sometimes the idea of living as a hermit appeals to all of us. No demands, no needs, no pain, no disappointments. But that is because we have been hurt, are worn out.

There are two kinds of people in this world; the clueless and the repentant, those who are open to looking at their life, and those who are not, both that know they need God to change them, and those that expect EVERYONE else to change.

There are two kinds of people in this world; the clueless and the repentant, those who are open to looking at their life, and those who are not, both that know they need God to change them, and those that expect EVERYONE else to change.

I am looking for my heart.

You clean and organize; you demand perfection—did you ever wonder why?

What sort of tale have I fallen into? is a question that would help us all a great deal if we wondered it for ourselves.

If a man is ever to find out who he is and what he's here for, he has got to take that journey for himself. He has got to get his heart back.

Thou art a dreaming thing, A fever of thyself.

Thou art a dreaming thing, A fever of thyself.

Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes.

Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self! Adieu! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:—do I wake or sleep?

I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death.