Quotes About Clarity

This clarity, history, is unforgiving. What is strange about it is that, though it brings light, and precisely because it brings light, it often casts a shadow in the places where brightness used to be seen

La sonrisa de la mujer amada tiene una claridad que disipa las tinieblas.

All extreme situations have their lightning flashes which sometimes dazzle, sometimes illuminate us.

He caught glimpses of everything, but he saw nothing.

Toat? f?ptura Cosettei era naivitate, nevinov??ie, transparen??, alb, candoare, str?lucire. S-ar fi putut spune despre Cosette c? e un cer limpede. R?spândea o prospeÈ›ime de aprilie È™i zori de zi. În ochii ei era rou?. Cosette era o întrupare a luminii aurorei în chip de femeie.

Sometimes a thing was its truest self when the colors were stripped away.

Ever since you were a girl, you've been running for what you wanted... Now you're lost, but you're still running full speed... How will you ever figure out what you want when everything is a blur?

What is, is, and what isn't, isn't.

As she neared her destination, she took her glasses off. She hadn't come to the point where she trusted the world as seen through a lens.

The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present.

It was all out there—the mystery, the beauty; beyond her ability to see now, but there just the same. It was simply a matter of timing and perspective, what one saw.

In a breathtaking instant, Cora's life crashed into focus, became small. There was just one thing that mattered; how could she not have known it from the beginning? Why had she spent so much time searching for who she was? She should have known. Always. From the very beginning. She was a mother. A mother.

This is my resolution for the New Year. I will be honest with myself. I'll keep my eyes open. I'll see what's there, not just what I want to see.

Yesterday I was worried about a lot of things. Today I know what matters.

If love is the answer, could you please rephrase the question?" —LILY TOMLIN

My skin has the crinkled appearance of wax paper that someone has tried to flatten and reuse. My eyes fail me often—in the darkness, when headlights flash, when rain falls. It is unnerving, this new unreliability in my vision. Perhaps that's why I find myself looking backward. The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present.

The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present. I want to imagine there will be peace when I am gone, that I will see all of the people I have loved and lost. At least that I will be forgiven.

Her love for him was the clearest, cleanest, strongest emotion she'd ever felt. It was like opening your eyes or growing up, realizing that you had it in you to love like this. Forever. For all time. Or for all the time you had.

they'd learn what needed to be held close in life, and what wasn't worth worrying over.

She is so certain of everything. This war is black and white for her. Nothing seems to scare her.

Perhaps that's why I find myself looking backward. The past has a clarity I can no longer see in the present. I want to imagine there will be peace when I am gone, that I will see all of the people I have loved and lost. At least that I will be forgiven.

I've been wanting to start over, dreaming of it. And now, finally, I know where I want to be when I begin this new part of my life.

Nature never deceives us; it is always we who deceive ourselves. —JEAN-JACQUES ROUSSEAU

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