Quotes About Reflection

When you woke up, for a moment you thought you were the moon.

The same five letters can be rearranged to express my daily sense of—and relationship to—time. First from the viewpoint of childhood, then young adulthood, and now, the present. ACRES of it. . CARES about it. RACES against it .

He didn't scream hysterically or stand up and kick the headstone or any of that. He put his face on his knees and listened as the wind from the mountains mercilessly leveled everything in its path. He remembered the person who had helped him fly with the wind instead of being beaten down by it, and he cried quietly into his knees, finally knowing how the big of the sky could make a person feel as alone as a heartbeat in space.

Yes. You couldn't make anyone else happy. He tried to tell himself that, and drink through the buzzing little voice saying that, for a few short weeks, he actually had made someone else happy. And Owen had made him happy too.

Walking away from you was like walking away from the best part of me. I almost didn't recognize him.Walking away from you was like walking away from the best part of me. I almost didn't recognize him.

It takes a truly great man to see that he's been wrong and to apologize for it, even in the face of the obvious.

Krissa, tough Lady Krissa, who had stood by impassively while Areau vomited out ten years of bitter addiction, wiped her eyes and offered Areau Mrs. Wrinkle's pie in comfort, and it suddenly occurred to Areau in the strangest, most dreamlike of ways, that his pain was not the only pain on the planet.

Chase was gone then, and Donnie was back, alone in his room, wondering about those pictures from an art book he'd so admired. Because it felt like he'd just lived one, and it had been beautiful, so beautiful, and he'd been able to reach out and touch the lines of it, but it still hurt.

Well, therapy was cheap and easy if you didn't mind walking it in the snow to poop.

guess," he said thoughtfully. "I mean… it's not like… it's not like he's going to be anything other than Deacon, right?

In fact, I'm thinking you're my object lesson for who I don't want to let into my life.

Regret is the sound of the ghosts of our own making. I will live with mine until I die.

Galen's sweet Benedictine smile illuminated his face in that mix of glory and dirt, and John had to swallow hard or he would have just cried at beauty like a kid in church.

You're…." He bit his lip then, and a look of sorrow crossed his face. "What?" But Kelly knew. His mother never said it, but the portrait was still up in the living room. "You look more like your dad every day.

It deserves our respect, don't you think? If you don't respect the ocean, or time, or fate, or the big things in the world, you sort of have

I'm stupid. I mean, God. My first relationship was a clusterfuck of entrapment—you know that.

It hit you, is all," he said. "What you've given up your

Cheever was silent then, appalled, because it sort of hit him. He was going through hell, but his brother had already been there. And his brother was mad because Cheever had gone and foisted his hell on somebody else.

Such a simple concept. But then, the withy reed was always so in awe of the oak, it never occurred to it to grow.

Oh, damn the words he once threw like dandelions to the wind. Now when he needed them, they were buried under bandages and broken teeth.

All alone in an empty room.

How could you commit suicide and not be a dick? Not leave detritus and wreckage behind you? But Tory—he'd taken it to the next level, hadn't he? Like sex, like drugs, like Star Wars, like anything he'd done.

THE BEST relationships are made of quiet times,

Suddenly Mackey knew—they'd both been hurt. The only thing that had put the hurt to an end for Grant had been the end itself. Mackey had been