Quotes About Reflection

Oh would some power the giftie gie us, To see ourselves as others see us.

Oh the gift that God could give us, to see ourselves as others see us.

Generally thus much we may conclude of melancholy; that it is [2604] most pleasant at first, I say, mentis gratissimus error, [2605] a most delightsome humour, to be alone, dwell alone, walk alone, meditate, lie in bed whole days, dreaming awake as it were, and frame a thousand fantastical imaginations unto themselves.

In the multitude of wisdom is grief, and they that increaseth wisdom, increaseth sorrow.

The possibility of sadness is tightly bound to the capacity for joy. A godly sadness is as precious in the eyes of the Lord as the joy that corresponds to it.

There is a time to fish and a time to mend nets.

In later years, when Lady Bird Johnson would talk about the time that her husband had been a senator, she would sometimes say, those were the happiest twelve years of our lives. Those years had been happy - and now they were over. The Senate had been Lyndon Johnson's home. Now he had left it.

Books are the blessed chloroform of the mind.

That is not wistfulness or sentimentality. It is grasping the hard fact that time runs in only one direction, that we have already died a thousand deaths and will die a thousand more, and that there is no remedy for it but love, though we are sure we have never seen love except in the rearview mirror, in the sad and tawdry puddle at the bottom of the glass

Sometimes the better part of love is silence.

At some point in life, we learn our limitations, the distances we can we can travel and the boarders we will never cross. And we go from there.

I don't laugh very much, he said, realizing the truth of the statement as he made it, this sudden bit of knowledge disturbing him.

Life does not provide answers, only questions.

And so Catherine's thoughts - as would the thoughts of any woman in such a quandary - turned to shopping: to the art dealers and markets of europe.

Cole stared at the Pinocchio clock, then a small ceramic figurine of Jiminy Cricket a client had given him. Let your conscience be your guide. Everyone needed a Jiminy.

Holman felt the slowness coalesce into a kind of distant calm.

Maybe if I didn't think about Mimi Warren or Traci Louise Fishman or Eddie Tang they would all disappear and living would be easy. Elvis Cole, Existential Detective. I liked that. Not thinking, properly done, creates a pleasant numbed sensation in the brain that I like a lot. There are women who will tell you that not thinking is one of my best things.

He snuggled closer, spooning into her back, both of them staring at nothing. Jack wondered what she was seeing. Krista

Stone checked his watch. Tempus fugit. "Gotta

The next day I watched TV and read and lay on the couch and stared at my high-vaulted ceiling. Just after noon I showered and shaved and dressed and took a drive over to the County Medical Facility and asked them if I could see Mimi. They said no. I left the front and went around back and tried to sneak in, but a seventy-five-year-old security guard with narrow shoulders and a wide butt caught me and raised hell. It goes like that sometimes.

Solitude was a spell that freed her.

I looked at the picture, and Tyson looked back. Dave was speaking, but his voice was lost. I thought about Devon. She would have questions I couldn't answer. She would need help I wasn't sure I could give.

She gave me the serious goldfish face, then went back to staring at her dress.

The two men shook hands, then the cowboy walked through the main gate to an anonymous Buick and drove away. Watching