Quotes About Reflection

There is some comfort in killing that which has hurt you, but it is cold comfort. It'll destroy things inside of you that the original pain wouldn't have harmed. Sometimes it's not a question of whether a piece of your soul is going to go missing, only which piece it's going to be.

who is the love of my life? Maybe I don't have one. Maybe it's not love at all. But if it's not love, then what is it? I wish I knew.

I remembered twenty. I'd known everything at twenty. It took me another year to realize I knew nothing. I was still hoping to learn something before I hit thirty, but I wasn't holding my breath.

I give good advice. I do not always take it.

you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.

Human lives are too short to waste in trivialities.

I will go to my grave seeing the look on your face at the last. Keep it up and you'll go sooner than later.

Revenge was always the easy part; the hard part was living with it afterward.

All men love to talk about themselves, even the ones who are completely buggers.

Real ghosts are so much easier to deal with than the kind we carry around in our heads. Most people haunt themselves more effectively than any spirit.

I talk to myself every once in a while. Give myself very good advice. Sometimes I even take it. I

Goddess" he said. Her voice floated to us. Yes, Child." Will I see you again?" Just her voice now, young and old at the same time. "In the face of every woman you meet

Everyone else goes home for nostalgia, and happy memories. I end up feeling like I never fit in with the family as a child, and being older hasn't changed that.

At least I'm not dead. That can be remedied. Jean-Claude & Richard

No one had said anything, or even lifted an eyebrow at me; sometimes it's just the inside of your own head that is the problem.

Watching St John rock his wife's body was not part of my job description. Honest. I sat down on the stairs where I could see the door, the hallway, and the stairs as far as the landing. St John started singing in a strange, broken voice. It took me a few minutes to figure out what he was singing. It was 'You are so Beautiful

He walked away through the crowd before i could decide if i'd been insulted or not. Just as well. For the life of me, i couldn't think of a good comeback line.

Can you really rescue anyone, or anything, without rescuing a piece of yourself at the same time?

I have seen enough for two lifetimes. Maybe three, but I was very drunk at the time. -Marjorie Liu, The Tangleroot Palace

Graves are for the living, not the dead.

I gave of myself to the night and the night filled me

The second you stop questioning yourself is the second that you become the monster.

Since we're made in God's image, this must be from Him, so even God must need an "atta boy," an out-loud, in-your-head "Thank you, great job on that sunset and that platypus was a brilliant fun idea." Maybe that's why we're supposed to pray the way we do, because without it God would be lonely.

I guess we never really get rid of the broken pieces; we heal, but the scar tissue stays to remind us of what happened.