Quotes About Reflection

I think, said Jane decidedly, that I should apologise to God.

I hate this war, said Rilla bitterly, as she gazed out into the maple grove that was a chill glory of pink and gold in the winter sunset. Nineteen-fourteen has gone, said Dr. Blythe on New Year's Day. Its sun, which rose fairly, has set in blood. What will nineteen-fifteen bring? Victory! said Susan, for once laconic.

I can bear it when other people have a bad opinion of me but it hurts too much when I have a bad opinion of myself.

Art?k gerçekleÅŸmeyen hayaller için yas tutmuyordu.

Perhaps," said Owen dreamily, it is the prisoned infinite in us calling out to its kindred infinite as expressed in that visible perfection.

Es la primera vez que veo una cosa que no puedo mejorar con la imaginación. Y me ha hecho sentir algo especial aquí. —dijo, poniendo la mano sobre el pecho—. Como dolor y placer al mismo tiempo.

She was still haunted by the ghost of the cake she had drowned.

Ellen went on shelling peas for a few minutes. Then she suddenly put her hands up to her own face. There were tears in her black-browed eyes. I—I

How can I be vain when I know I'm homely? protested Anne. I love pretty things; and I hate to look in the glass and see something that isn't pretty. It makes me feel so sorrowful—just as I feel when I look at any ugly thing. I pity it because it isn't beautiful.

Girls, sometimes I feel as if those exams meant everything, but when I look at the big buds swelling on those chestnut trees and the misty blue air at the end of the streets they don't seem half so important.

Emily's convalescence was rather slow. Physically she recovered with normal celerity but a certain spiritual and emotional languor persisted for a time. One cannot go down to the depths of hidden things and scape the penalty

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.

She lifted her head and stepped lightly along, her eyes fixed on the sunset sky and an air of subdued exhilaration about her.

Aunt Elizabeth, said Katherine one day, does anybody ever die in Harbour Hill? Because it doesn't seem to me it would be any change for them if they did.

Even when I am alone, I have real good company - dreams and imaginations and pretendings.

If we never have any adventures we'll have nothing to remember when we get old.

He jumped into the pond to drown himself once and then changed his mind and swum out again. Wasn't that like a man?

Today, so long, so strange, so bitter; will soon be some forgotten yesterday.

The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there.

To my mind's eye, my buried memories of Brandham Hall are like effects of chiaroscuro, patches of light and dark: it is only with effort that I see them in terms of colour. There are things I know, though I don't know how I know them, and things that I remember. Certain things are established in my mind as facts, but no picture attaches to them; on the other hand there are pictures unverified by any fact which recur obsessively, like the landscape of a dream.

El pasado es un país extranjero: allí las cosas se hacen de manera distinta.

What if I'm truly never happy again? What if I've just experienced the most happiness, the most love, I'll ever know?

The queen was the first to admit she was no angel, for her sins were manifold, and in the quiet of her chapel, she even confessed the possibility that she was "unworthy of eternal life, if not of the royal dignity.

No lies are more seductive than the ones we use to console ourselves.