#introspective

Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#introspection

The people they had been last summer, the person she had been--Dicey guessed she'd never be afraid again, not the way she had been all summer. She had taken care of them all, sometimes well, sometimes badly. And they had covered the distances. For most of the summer, they had been unattached. Nobody knew who they were or what they were doing. It didn't matter what they did, as long as they all stayed together. Dicey remembered that feeling, of having things pretty much her own way. And she remembered the feelings of danger. It was a little bit like being a wild animal, she thought to herself. Dicey missed that wildness. She knew she would never have it again. And she missed the sense of Dicey Tillerman against the whole world and doing all right. ↗

— Cynthia Voigt

#growing-up #introspective #poignant #change

I don't spend that much time being introspective, believe it or not. All I know is that I grew up not questioning God because that's how you are. God was there like the birds and the wind. ↗

— Jane Goodall

#being #believe #birds #god #grew

As long as any adult thinks that he, like the parents and teachers of old, can become introspective, invoking his own youth to understand the youth before him, he is lost. ↗

— Margaret Mead

#adult #any #become #before #him

I am not very introspective. ↗

— Pierre Salinger

#i #i am #introspective #very

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

— John Thaw

#i #introspective #person

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

Nothing is forever. Except atoms. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#forever #immortal #immortality #introspective #mageri

Sometimes I feel as if there's an explanation to my life that continues to escape me; that I've missed something noble, something sublime; that in some way I have cheated myself...life is so strange, so harsh. ↗

— Will Weaver

#life

There are the those whose own vulgar normality is so apparent and stultifying that they strive to escape it. They affect flamboyant behaviour 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. ↗

— Katherine Dunn

#love