Quotes About Reflection

Induratize (v.) To harden the heart. Among the inevitabilities of old age are that the heart is hardened twice; first figuratively, through experience and loss, and then literally, in the form of atherosclerosis.

Every mistake is a lesson

Thought means life, since those who do not think so do not live in any high or real sense. Thinking makes the man.

One's life should be sufficiently interesting to furnish entertainment in the record.

Memory marks the horizon of our consciousness, imagination its zenith.

I find my past in my present, and from these forecast my future.

A birthday is a good time to begin anew; throwing away the old habits, as you would old clothes, and never putting them on again.

Our friends interpret the world and ourselves to us, if we take them tenderly and truly.

Our dreams drench us in senses, and senses steps us again in dreams.

We climb to heaven most often on the ruins of our cherished plans, finding our failures were successes.

One must be a wise reader to quote wisely and well.

An author who sets his reader on sounding the depths of his own thoughts serves him best.

The cool thing about being a songwriter, or a writer, I guess, in general, you can take on a lot of different things, experience a lot of different things, just by writing about them.

I wasn't a very good teacher.

I now believe that all journeys are ridiculous: the only journey from which you don't always come back empty-handed is the journey inside yourself.

The whole of reality was just a vain attempt to imitate the world of words.

Theology at its best doesn't seek to solve, but to behold.

It's difficult for analysts to get better at predicting when they don't know if their past predictions were ever any good.30

The past is a candle at great distance: too close to let you quit, too far to comfort you.

Everyone has two memories. The one you can tell and the one that is stuck to the underside of that, the dark, tarry smear of what happened.

I have been lonely in my life but never when drinking strong coffee, wearing my fleecy slippers, and standing in my own kitchen.

Oh, it's very hard, "Clare says, sitting down slowly and not too close. "Oh, I miss him so much. I didn't know. I didn't know. I didn't know that I would be like this, that this is what happens when you love someone like that. I had no idea. No one says, There's no happy ending at all. No one says, If you could look ahead, you might want to stop now. I know, I know, I know I was lucky. I was luckier than anyone to have had what I had. I know now. I do, really.

If I had been a more realistic and reasonable person, if I had not been twenty-one and still fooling myself, I would have said, Wait.

When I read that I thought, I am almost fifty years old and the rest of my life will be love and loss, and when I look down the road, I see a fat old woman and her dog, is what I see.