#introspective

She wrote that she, too, always felt an outsider "...even to myself. ↗

— Will Weaver

#introspection

I'm an introspective person. I'm not an extrovert. ↗

— John Thaw

#i #introspective #person

I've always been pretty serious and introspective. ↗

— Donny Most

#been #i #introspective #pretty #serious

The heart is an artist that paints over what profoundly disturbs it, leaving on the canvas a less dark, less sharp version of the truth. ↗

— Dean Koontz

#introspective #artists

Sometimes when you are standing still and it’s snowing, you think that you hear music. You can’t tell where it’s coming from either. I wondered if we all really did have a soundtrack, but we just get so used to it that we can’t hear it anymore, the same way that we block out the sound of our own heartbeat. ↗

— Heather O'Neill

#life #music #life

Nothing is forever. Except atoms. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#forever #immortal #immortality #introspective #mageri

The magician seemed to promise that something torn to bits might be mended without a seam, that what had vanished might reappear, that a scattered handful of doves or dust might be reunited by a word, that a paper rose consumed by fire could be made to bloom from a pile of ash. But everyone knew that it was only an illusion. The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place. ↗

— Michael Chabon

#magic #introspection

She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head. ↗

— Janet Fitch

#introspective #thoughts #introspection

There are those whose own vulgar normality is so apparent and stultifying that they strive to escape it. They affect flamboyant behavior and claim originality according to the fashionable eccentricities of their time. They claim brains or talent or indifference to mores in desperate attempts to deny their own mediocrity. These are frequently artists and performers, adventurers and wide-life devotees. Then there are those who feel their own strangeness and are terrified by it. They struggle toward normalcy. They suffer to exactly that degree that they are unable to appear normal to others, or to convince themselves that their aberration does not exist. These are true freaks, who appear, almost always, conventional and dull. ↗

— Katherine Dunn

#life

I spin around on the swivel chair and look up at the ceiling; Oliver being Oliver being Oliver being Oliver. I am suddenly aware of the separation between my-actual-self and myself-as-seen-by-others. Who would win in an arm wrestle? Who is better-looking? Who has the higher IQ? ↗

— Joe Dunthorne

#joe-dunthorne #submarine #introspection