Quotes About Reflection

It is never pleasant to have our old shrines desecrated, even when we have outgrown them.

It is too hard yet to realize that they're grown up. When I look at those two tall sons of mine I wonder if they can possibly be the fat, sweet, dimpled babies I kissed and cuddled and sang to slumber the other day - only the other day...

It has been a prosy day for us, she said thoughtfully, but to some people it has been a wonderful day. Some one has been rapturously happy in it. Perhaps a great deed has been done somewhere today-- or a great poem written-- or a great man born.

And she discovered that, while solitude with dreams is glorious, solitude without them has few charms.

Good-bye, and may you always see a happy face in your looking-glass!

It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like treasures.

You see — I've never had any real life. I've just — breathed.

Saying one's prayers isn't exactly the same thing as praying.

she drank in the beauty of the summer dusk, sweet-scented with flower breaths from the garden below and sibilant and rustling from the stir of poplars. The eastern sky above the firs was flushed faintly pink from the reflection of the west, and Anne was wondering dreamily if the spirit of color looked like that

We should regret our mistakes and learn from them, but never carry them forward into the future with us.

Well now, I dunno

It's dusk, dearest. (In passing, isn't 'dusk' a lovely word? I like it better than twilight. It sounds so velvety and shadowy and—and—dusky.) In daylight I belong to the world; in the night to sleep and eternity. But in the dusk I'm free from both and belong only to myself—and you. — L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Windy Poplars (Oxford City Press, 2012)(via luthienne)

But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice. I don't know as that's much benefit when you're always making new ones. Oh, don't you see, Marilla? There must be a limit to the mistakes one person can make, and when I get to the end of them, then I'll be through with them. That's a very comforting thought.

For, disguise the fact as we will, when friends, even the closest—perhaps the more because of that very closeness—meet again after a separation there is always a chill, lesser or greater, of change. Neither finds the other quite the same. This is natural and inevitable. Human nature is ever growing or retrogressing—never stationary.

Well, all I hope, said Miss Cornelia calmly, is that when I'm dead nobody will call me 'our departed sister.

I've always thought nobody understood me quite as well as I understood myself.

I listen to the sound the sea makes. I like it now though it always makes me feel sorrowful, but it's a kind of a nice sorrow.

She dropped miserably on the first chair she came to and sat there staring through the oriel, oblivious of Good Luck's frantic purrs of joy and Banjo's savage glares of protest at her occupancy of his chair.

There is a book of revelation in everyone's life.

Somehow, things never are so good when they're thought out a second time. Have you ever noticed that?

Well, it is half an hour yet before prayer-meeting time, so I am going around to the kitchen garden to have a little evening hate with the weeds.

Mi vida es un perfecto cementerio de esperanzas enterradas.

Only lonely people keep diaries

Life was a wonderful, mysterious thing of persistent beauty.