Quotes About Reflection

Man comes closer to God through the questions he asks Him" - Moshie

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Then he smiled. I shall always remember that smile. What world did it come from?

For memory is a blessing: it creates bonds rather than destroys them.

Man comes closer to God through the questions he asks Him, he liked to say.

For in the end, it is all about memory, its source and its magnitude, and, of course, its consequences.

One day I was able to get up, after gathering all my strength. I wanted to see myself in the mirror hanging on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse gazed back at me. The look in his eyes, as they stared into mine, has never left me.

Why do you pray? he asked me, after a moment. Why did I pray? A strange question. Why did I live? Why did I breathe?

When you peered into the windows of someone else's life, you could only guess what was going on.

And the worst thing about being young is not being able to appreciate that you're young because you aren't old enough to know any better.

Sometimes you regret the things you do, but they're over and done. Regretting the things you didn't do is tougher because they're still out there, haunting you with the what ifs.

What happened when we died? How were we to know that death wasn't as profound an adventure as life was?

With this in mind, Ava tells herself to be present and celebrate the holiday instead of wishing it was over. After all, one is given only a certain number of Christmases in one's life.

When we become sorry for ourselves we make our misfortunes harder to bear, because we lose courage and can't think without bias.

I will unravel here.

There's always a parallel story. The paths not taken go on in our heads.

It was the inverse of an island in the sea.

The Word of God I think of as a straight edge, which shows up our own crookedness. We can't really tell how crooked our thinking is until we line it up with the straight edge of Scripture.

The way we live ought to manifest the truth of what we believe. A messy life speaks of a messy and incoherent faith.

Waiting silently is the hardest thing of all. I was dying to talk to Jim and about Jim. But the things that we feel most deeply we ought to learn to be silent about, at least until we have talked them over thoroughly with God.

The devil has made it his business to monopolize on three elements: noise, hurry, crowds. He will not allow quietness.

Failure means nothing now, only that it taught me life.

A disordered life speaks loudly of disorder in the soul.

A man's thoughts dye his soul, attributed to Marcus Aurelius