Quotes About Reflection

Of course God already knows what I need. The question is - do I know?

It was like looking at a spot on a wall where a clock had hung for years, and seeing only an empty space. She could not train herself not to look; the emptiness surprised her every time.

The other day in prayer I said to God, "Look—I understand that an unexamined life is not worth living, but do you think I could someday have an unexamined lunch?

sometimes you count the days, sometimes you weigh them.

I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life–so why did I feel like none of it resembled me?

I have come to understand what part of me is suffering when I fail: It's just my ego. It's that simple.

Everything I've ever written has brought me into being. Every project has matured me in a different way. I am who I am today precisely because of what I have made, and what it has made me into. Creativity has hand raised me and forged me into an adult.

But as we get older, we learn this sad truth; some things can never be fixed. Some mistakes can never be put right - not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either.

no vemos nuestro reflejo en el agua en movimiento, sino en el agua quieta.

People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soul mate is probably the most important person you'll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.

and inoffensive. She [the pet rabbit] particularly enjoyed sitting in the center of the kitchen table and from that spot would regard Ace, Esther and Hoffman gravely. Bonnie had a feline manner. Will she always be this judgmental? Esther wanted to know. Bonnie became more canine when she was allowed outdoors. She would sleep on the porch, lying on her side in a patch of sun, and if...

Hadn't I wanted this? I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life. So why didn't I see myself in any of it? The only thing more impossible than staying was leaving. I didn't wanna hurt anybody, I wanted to slip quietly out the back door and not stop running until I reached Greenland. Instead I made a decision: to pray.. you know...like... to God. And it was such a foreign concept to me that I swear I almost began with: I'm a big fan of your work.

Avea obiceiurile, tabieturile si raspunderile ei. Avea demnitatea ei. Intr-adevar, era cam ca o carte care se deschisese la aceeasi pagina in fiecare zi, timp de treizeci de ani in sir - dar nu fusese o pagina prea rea. Se simtise vesela. Multumita. Oricine ar fi spus ca avusese o viata buna. Acum nu s-ar mai fi putut intoarce la viata aceea cu nici un chip.

There's no trouble in this world so serious that it can't be cured with a hot bath, a glass of whiskey and the Book of Common Prayer." For some people, that's truly enough. For others, more drastic measures are required.

si experimentas la quietud necesaria con el tiempo descubrirás que todo (lo incómodo y lo hermoso) pasa con el tiempo.

The best thing for me to do right now, I thought, would be to never have been born.

We all need something that helps us to forget ourselves for a while

Life, if you keep chasing it so hard, will drive you to death. Time

Or, as Sextus, the ancient Pythagorian philosopher, said, "The wise man is always similar to himself.

I don't know what I think until I write about it (Joan Didion).

Very much of little consequence has transpired since last we met, my dear. Let's sit down for a drink and talk about none of it.

But why must everything have a practical application? I'd been such a diligent soldier for years--working, producing, never missing a deadline, taking care of my loved ones, my gums, and my credit record, voting, etc. Is this lifetime supposed to only be about duty?

If I'd known then what I know now—namely: that so many of those beautiful young boys would soon be lost to the battlefields of Europe or to the infernos of the South Pacific—I would have had sex with even more of them. If it sounds like I'm being facetious, I'm not.

Do I have the right to experience pleasure and peace? If so, what would bring me pleasure and peace?