Quotes About Reflection

I guess the lesson is, wherever you go, life follows you there, hunts you down, and abducts you (just kidding).

Confidence. That's the word that came to mind, one that I would never before have used to describe any part of my life.

the only way to shake your ghosts was to find them . . .

we do not need sight to see what you have become.

It wasn't that I didn't know anyone's phone number—I didn't—it was that only at this moment did I realize I had no one to call. There wasn't a woman, a colleague, or even a relative that I had to contact. Didn't I have a single friend?

And what was wrong with my memory? How come I didn't recollect how I spent these painful days, and why was I okay with the fact that I couldn't recall them? I preferred it this way, didn't I? Compared to forgetting, did living really stand a chance?

It's okay if you can't make sense of that. I've tried and tried, but I can't grasp it, either. The most vital things we hide even from ourselves.

what did it mean, then, when his story was nothing, just a suggestion of a life?

Someone needs to tell them that they're better off without their coffee tables and photo albums. Some person will have to break it to them that their apartments weren't so great, that losing track of half their relatives is probably for the best. Some shit, though, you got to figure for yourself.

He took a pull of beer and tried to think of one thing that North Korea could give him that would make his life better.

The Second Mate closed his eyes for a moment. He removed his shoes, and now he had none. The look in his eyes said that the wrongest thing that had ever happened was happening right now. And then the shoes slipped from his hand and into the water. He pretended to look at the horizon so that no one would see his face.

Like putting a name to my problems would solve anything

If we want to change the systems we are part of - our countries, communities, organizations, and families - we must also see and change ourselves

It's been a transformative period and I really wanted to make music from what I've experienced.

After my tour I had time to stay at home, be with my boyfriend and hang out with friends and that brought me down to earth and helped me write music from a more relaxed place.

I'm very inspired by past music.

Ashamed is just grateful waiting to happen. You only taste your dignity right before you puke it up.

The million different answers to 'Why not let it go?' have just as many good ones among them as the million you can get from 'Why should I let it go?

Then again, you only live a few times, so why not be happy? Why be hard on yourself? Why be hard on yourself for who you had been in a previous life? Why be hard on yourself for who you had been before you'd understood the laws? Especially when you couldn't—if you were being honest with yourself—you couldn't really be sure you understood the laws now? Like maybe the laws weren't even

You only taste your own dignity right before you puke it up.

You fucked up,' he said. 'Know that you're someone who fucked up. But know that doesn't make you a fuckup. The difference is a matter of repetition

There are many things that keep me from getting married. But there will be a time when marriage makes sense to me.

Nothing last forever, but be honest babe, it hurts but it may be the only way.

Serce usta?o, pier? ju? lodowata, ?ci??y si? usta i oczy zawar?y; Na ?wiecie jeszcze, lecz ju? nie dla ?wiata! Có? to za cz?owiek? - Umar?y.