Quotes About Reflection

I don't know how I got to this point but it must be as a result of everything that has come before so if I were to change something, I might not be at this point now.

There are many lives in a lifetime.

The proper means of increasing the love we bear our native country is to reside some time in a foreign one.

I learn more from books than from people

Finally in seminary I saw that Jesus was both a mirror to humanity and a window to divinity, the modest amount given to mortal eyes to see.

it's always a good time to change your mind when to do so will widen your heart.

He had been "drunken" on their rhythms. But now his mind had gone silent, and sitting alone with nothing to do in his remote cabin, all seemed lost. The wind rattled at the door. "It is sad," Steinbeck said in closing, "when the snow is falling.

The exceeding beauty of the earth, in her splendour of life, yields a new thought with every petal. The hours when the mind is absorbed by beauty are the only hours when we really live.… This is real life, and all else is illusion, or mere endurance.

Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut by the river.

You will never be alone, you hear so deep a sound when autumn comes.

Before you have your dreams, your dreams have you, and every day pushes a night before it while the wilderness follows.

Now I carry those days in a tiny box wherever I go. I open the lid like this and let the light glimpse and then glance away. There is a sigh like my breath when I do this. Some days I do this again and again. — William Stafford, from "Remembering," The Darkness Around Us Is Deep: Selected Poems , ed. Robert Bly (HarperPerennial, 1993)

Most mornings I get away, slip out the door before light, set forth on the dim, gray road, letting my feet find a cadence that softly carries me on. Nobody is up—all alone my journey begins. Some

Let my dreams while I'm wide-awake loose. Let me be drowned, baptized, in the light given me. Day comes around, night, fall, winter, spring, summer. Leaves overhead, underfoot. Waves arrive, buffets from friends offended, enemies. Let it all come: this is my way, this is the canoe I'm in. "Adrift

Wisdom is having things right in your life and knowing why. If you do not have things right in your life you will be overwhelmed: you may be heroic, but you will not be wise. If you have things right in your life but do not know why, you are just lucky, and you will not move in the little ways that encourage good fortune.

They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, "Who are you really, wanderer?"-- and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold the world around you is: "Maybe I'm a king.

A writer is not so much someone who has something to say as he is someone who has found a process that will bring about new things he would not have thought of if he had not started to say them.

Once we have tasted far streams, touched the gold, found some limit beyond the waterfall, a season changes and we come back changed but safe, quiet, grateful.

How deeply one felt when alone.

He was able to love them again, but he loved them now in a wiser way, knowing their weakness.

How did the world ever manage without me before I was born?' he wondered. 'Didn't they feel something was missing?

Abel also kept busy taking it easy. Only when taking it easy, he'd learned, could one properly do one's wondering.

Rain caused one to reflect on the shadowed, more poignant parts of life—the inescapable sorrows, the speechless longings, the disappointments, the regrets, the cold miseries. It also allowed one the leisure to ponder questions unasked in the bustle of brighter days; and if one were snug under a sound roof, as Abel was, one felt somehow mothered, though mothers were nowhere around, and absolved of responsibilities.

We ought to bring all matters to the Lord, not only urgent ones, and discover His heart and mind on them.