Quotes About Reflection

Stone, steel, dominions pass, Faith too, no wonder; So leave alone the grass That I am under.

Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the thoughts I often think As I stand gazing down In act upon the cressy brink To strip and dive and drown; But in the golden-sanded brooks And azure meres I spy A silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I.

Here dead we lie Because we did not choose To live and shame the land From which we sprung. Life, to be sure, Is nothing much to lose, But young men think it is, And we were young.

I think women gather up into themselves what they have been through much more than we (men) do. To them, what is past becomes a real part of them, as much a part of them as a limb; to us it's always something external, at the best the rung of a ladder, at the worst a weight on the heel.

Hay muchas cosas irrevocables- dijo Harry-, pero nunca se sabe si lo son o no, hasta que se ha averiguado. Y siempre vale la pena hacerlo.

Contemplation is not compatible with the complications and burdens of an excessively comfortable life.

It's a long ride home with nothing but me for company. I bore myself sometimes. Not often. Just now and again.

Later, he lay back propped up against the pillow in the ornate four-poster. She had left the bed, naked, to go downstairs to fetch more cognac and cigarettes. He reflected that only after lovemaking did she spoil him so. She always led him when they made love. She directed and guided, but remained female- like a perfect dancer leading a less well-coordinated partner. Afterward he felt not drained but weakened. A violin overplayed, its strings slack. p13

Although, in this place, he had found happiness, he had lived long enough and hard enough to understand that to forget his purpose would mean the end of that happiness. He could not live on here with the thoughts of what he had turned away from.

In retrospect, though many were guilty, none was innocent.

Study of the past often turns into love of the past and a desire to keep it.

It is important to remember that events now long in the past were once in the future.

Where is the pain when your pride is wounded? And why do we say that: wounded? There is no gash, no blood, not even a scratch. Which part of us hurts? The brain cells? The neurons? What, for goodness' sake, what?

But does time honour things? Sabine would teach me to ask. How? Why? And if it does, ought it to go on doing so? And for how long?)

Perhaps it takes a purer faith to praise God for unrealized blessings than for those we once enjoyed or those we enjoy now.

What comes into our minds when we think about God is the most important thing about us.

Ne zaman ki dinledi?iniz ?ark?lar size onu hat?rlatmaz; i?te ancak o zaman hayattan bir tat alabilirsiniz .

That's just the way it is. I'll always remember. She's forgotten.

You never come closer to owning the whole world than when you wake up before everyone else. There

it was as if she'd shut out the outside world. No, actually, thought Anna-Maria, suddenly feeling uncomfortable. She isn't shutting out the outside world. She's shutting herself in.

It is good to feel small beneath the sparkling northern lights, small beside the mighty river. Nature is so close to us up here. My troubles and difficulties just shrivel up. I like being insignificant.

Do they really help? It's just a few pictures in an album in your head, after all. In between those scenes you do remember there are hundreds, thousands, of scenes you've forgotten. So are you remembering the truth?

Spare me from ending up in a dayroom with worn-out, incontinent old folk. Spare

The members of the congregation looked as though they'd just dropped in for a rest on the way to the grave.