Quotes About Reflection

La tormenta que había estallado en su corazón amainó ligeramente. La penumbra y el frescor del interior, entre los imponentes muros de piedra, le hicieron sentir la trascendencia de la eternidad. Los problemas terrenales eran temporales, incluso los peores: ese era el mensaje que transmitía el templo a sus visitantes. El corazón volvió a latirle con normalidad.

?i-a dat seama c? nu a È™tiut niciodat? înÈ›elesul libert??ii pân? când nu a pierdut-o.

looked down into the black water and hesitated

solo porque alguien hiciera una pregunta no significaba que hubiera que responder.

Sin embargo, no había pensado en las consecuencias; en lugar de eso, había vivido el momento tal como debería hacer todo el mundo.

every day she would probably have

Durante todo el viaje había pensado en aquel lugar. En

He did not look down at his book. He was happy with his thoughts. They were often enough for him, nowadays. His mind was like a house he had spent his life furnishing.

Exhaló un suspiro tan profundo y triste».

jaw. He examined his morning beard, pulling the loose skin this way

We're paying for the easy choices German men made fifteen years ago. Men such as my father, who thought Hitler would be good for business, and Heinrich's father, who voted for the Enabling Act. The sins of the fathers are visited on the daughters.

Before you try to take a speck out of your brother's eye, make sure you don't have a big piece of wood in your own eye, obstructing your vision, Jesus suggested.

Los miembros de esta generación tendremos que lamentarnos no solo por las palabras y los actos odiosos de las malas personas, sino por los clamorosos silencios de las buenas —

Todos los hombres cometen errores», dijo el filósofo griego Sófocles.

They wouldn't be so cocky if they knew what me and the moon have going.

The man who seeks revenge digs two graves.

Then—as he was talking—a set of tail-lights going past lit up McMurphy's face, and the windshield reflected an expression that was allowed only because he figured it'd be too dark for anybody in the car to see, dreadfully tired and strained and frantic, like there wasn't enough time left for something he had to do...

When a man showed up you didn't want to look at his face and he didn't want to look at his face and he didn't want to look at yours, because it's painful to see somebody so clear that it's like looking inside him, but then neither did you want to to look away and lose him completely. You had a choice: you could either strain and look at things that appeared in front of you in the fog, painful as it may be, or you could relax and lose yourself.

I can see the…seams where they're put together. And, almost, see the apparatus inside them take the words I just said and try to fit the words in here and there, this place and that, and when they find the words don't have any place ready-made where they'll fit, the machinery disposes of the words like they weren't even spoken.

I was actually going out of the hospital with two whores on a fishing boat; I had to keep saying it over and over to myself to believe it.

You must go through a winter to understand.

It's fall coming, I kept thinking, fall coming; just like that was the strangest thing ever happened. Fall. Right outside here it was spring a while back, then it was summer, and now it's fall-that's sure a curious idea.

I could now (possibly) go back and restretch those shrunken hours, flake the images separate, arrange them in accurate chronological order, (possibly; with will-power, patience, and the proper chemicals) but being accurate is not necessarily being honest.... Nor is chronological reporting by any means always the most truthful (each camera has its own veracity) especially when, in all good faith, one cannot truthfully claim to remember what happened accurately....

there was nothing, not a thing! about the country that made a man feel Big And Important. If anything it made a man feel dwarfed, and about as important as one of the fish-Indians living down on the clamflats. Important? Why, there was something about the whole blessed country that made a soul feel whipped before he got started.