#intro

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

Surely we all occasionally buy books because of a daydream we're having--a little fantasy about the people we might turn into one day, when our lives are different, quieter, more introspective, and when all the urgent reading, whatever that might be, has been done. We never arrive at that point, needless to say.... ↗

— Nick Hornby

#reading #introspection

Așa-i de când lumea, că cine se introspectează prea mult, acela nu mai e de acord nici cu sine însuși, în cele din urmă, iar cine nu-i de acord cu sine însuși, acela nu-i capabil să ia o hotărâre. ↗

— Henryk Sienkiewicz

#capability #decision #introspection #world #introspection

Introspection precedes constructive criticism. Introspeksi mendahului kritik yang membangun. ↗

— Toba Beta

#introspection #introspection

But what am I going to see? I don't know. In a certain sense, it depends on you. ↗

— Stanisław Lem

#lem #self-exploration #solaris #introspection

What does an introvert do when he's left alone? He stays alone. ↗

— Jenni Ferrari-Adler

#introvert #single #cooking

Writing is utter solitude, the descent into the cold abyss of oneself. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#writing #introspection

Solitude matters, and for some people, it's the air they breathe ↗

— Susan Cain

#introvert

Often we come home from a sharing session with a feeling that something precious has been taken away from us or that holy ground has been trodden upon. ↗

— Henri J.M. Nouwen

#sharing #small-groups #introvert

All this talking, this rather liquid confessing, was something I didn't think I could ever bring myself to do. It seemed foolhardy to me, like an uncooked egg deciding to to come out of its shell: there would be a risk of spreading out too far, turning into a formless puddle. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#introverts #introvert