#introspective

...Nyla was right in predicting that, for me, life would go on into old age and my promise has been kept too, for every now and then over the years, the ghosts have slipped out from the past and I have kept brief company with my friends of long ago. ↗

— Edward Beauclerk Maurice

#age

The films that I do are deep, introspective, brooding roles that you're in this heavy headspace all the time. ↗

— Vin Diesel

#deep #films #heavy #i #i do

To exercise at or near capacity is the best way I know of reaching a true introspective state. If you do it right, it can open all kinds of inner doors. ↗

— Al Oerter

#best way #capacity #doors #exercise #i

I don't want to lead. Never have. Some people might consider such a trait as a weakness, but I don't. Knowing your own strengths and weaknesses takes a lot of soul searching and honesty--something not everyone will take the time to explore. Doing so might reveal things they'd rather leave undiscovered. ↗

— C.J. Ellisson

#leadership #wisdom #leadership

You're a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in this world, your imagination. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#imagination

Live your epitaph ↗

— Zoe Weil

#education #epitaph #humane #introspective #live

Through travel I first became aware of the outside world; it was through travel that I found my own introspective way into becoming a part of it. ↗

— Eudora Welty

#became #becoming #first #found #i

The most introspective of hearts tends to be the most sentimental. We cling to the smallest moments from our past because we fear that emotion will never come our way again. ↗

— Shannon L. Alder

#sentimental #introspection

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