Quotes About Reflection

Perhaps she thought all the more and dreamed as much as ever, but she certainly talked less.

there is a good deal more prose than poetry in life.

cubriré el pasado con el manto del olvido».

I have no doubt we will all be beautiful when we are angels, but what good will it do us then?

You don't think much about romance when you have just escaped from a watery grave.

I thought out a splendid prayer after I went to bed

into each life some rain must fall, some days must be dark and dreary.

nothing to hinder me. But that brief dream is over. I am resigned to my fate now, so I don't think I'll go out for fear I'll get unresigned again.

But would you believe it? I couldn't remember one word when I woke up this morning. And I'm afraid I'll never be able to think out another one as good. Somehow, things never are so good when they're thought out a second time. Have you ever noticed that?

My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes." -Anne of green gables

John Meredith paced up and down the parlour for a few minutes; then he went back to his study and sat down. But he did not return to his German theology.

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.

Well, one can't get over the habit of being a little girl all at once, said Anne gaily. You see, I was little for fourteen years and I've only been grown-uppish for scarcely three.

Hayat?mda yank?lardan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey yok... Kat?p umutlar?n, hayallerin ve sevinçlerin yank?lar?. Güzel ve alayc?lar.

Hayatta her ÅŸeyi dönüÅŸtürebilen ya da her ÅŸeye ilham olabilen bir bak?? aç?s?yla bakabilmek, dünyadaki kimsenin sana veremeyeceÄŸi ya da senden alamayaca?? bir hediyeydi.

Genelde kas?m tats?z bir ayd?r, sanki y?l aniden giderek ya?land???n? fark etmi? de s?zlan?p dert yanmaktan ba?ka elinden bir ?ey gelmiyormu? gibidir.

A country Sabbath is suggestive of rest and peace and quiet--sleepy blue skies, shadows golden and green, sunny fields, and the pink and snow of apple blossoms. June is at her height of radiant loveliness now. What a pity it is such a short time. I am here in my old room--my little absolute kingdom. Here I read, write and dream. My favourite pictures adorn the walls, my well read books are on their shelves and my clock ticks me cheerful company.

Bir ÅŸey için cezaland?r?ld?ysan, onun için piÅŸman olman gerekmez.

Anlayaca??n?z, gün bat?m?nda zaman buradakinden çok daha uzun.

She wanted to be alone—to think things out—to adjust herself, if it were possible, to the new world into which she seemed to have been transplanted with a suddenness and completeness that left her half bewildered as to her own identity. Was she—could she be—the same Rilla Blythe who had

Looks like a cartoon of himself.

Twenty years ago when he was caught pasturing his cow in the Lowbridge graveyard. I always think of it when he is praying in meeting.

Living so that you beautify your name, even if it wasn't beautiful to begin with … making it stand in people's thoughts for something so lovely and pleasant that they never think of it by itself.

EÄŸer kendimle ilgili kurduÄŸum hayalleri anlatmama izin verirseniz, çok daha ilginç olduÄŸunu göreceksiniz.