Quotes About Reflection

Não há múmias, pedaços de tecido colados ao osso, medas de sal ou cadáveres que jamais estivessem nem metade dos mortos que estamos hoje.

When one is fully extended by day and exhausted every evening one lives differently, without the weight of yesterday or tomorrow on one's shoulders. I

Journeys, like artists, are born and not made. A thousand differing circumstances contribute to them, few of them willed or determined by the will - whatever we may think. They flower spontaneously out of the demands of our natures - and the best of them lead us not only outwards in space, but inwards as well. Travel can be one of the most rewarding forms of introspection....

The richest love is that which submits to the arbitration of time. Lawrence Durrell in Clea, book three of the epic Alexandria Quartet - which I am reading for the third time since my early 20s...relishing its superb prose and enigmatic insights into the nature of love.

Landscape-tones: brown to bronze, steep skyline, low cloud, pearl ground with shadowed oyster and violet reflections. The lion-dust of desert: prophets' tombs turned to zinc and copper at sunset on the ancient lake.

she had been raped by one of her relations. One cannot help smiling at the commonplaceness of the thought.

Other countries may offer you discoveries in manners or lore or landscape; Greece offers you something harder—the discovery of yourself.

These are the moments which are not calculable, and cannot be assessed in words; they live on in the solution of memory, like wonderful creatures, unique of their kind, dredged up from the floors of some unexplored ocean.

One learns nothing from those who return our love.

There is always a philosophy behind the misadventures of men, even if they are unaware of it.' And

These notes, however they may be read, are intended only as a painstaking affectionate commentary on a world into which I have been born to share my most solitary moments — those of coitus — with Justine. I can get no nearer to the truth.

Esos momentos son los que colman al escritor, no al enamorado, y perduran para siempre. Podemos evocarlos cuantas veces queramos o utilizarlos como fundamento para construir esa parte de la vida que es la tarea de escribir.

only there, in the silences of the painter or the writer can reality be reordered, reworked and made to show its significant side.

Words are the mirrors of our discontents merely; they contain all the huge unhatched eggs of the world's sorrows.

Yet the presence of death always refreshes experience thus--that is its function: to help us deliberate on the novelty of time.

I return, link by link, along the iron chains of memory.

Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me and then show me the place where he was hanged.

DüÅŸünürün görevi düÅŸünceler ileri sürmektir, oysa azizin iÅŸi susmak, bulduÄŸu ÅŸeyi söylememektir.

God's real and subtle nature must be clear of distinctions: a glass of spring-water, tasteless, odourless, merely refreshing: and surely its appeal would be to the few, the very few, real contemplatives?

Cheer up, me boyo, it takes a lifetime to grow. People haven't the patience any more.

There is no wilderness. There is only our inability to fill the emptiness in which we live.

If there's one thing I really love... it's sad music.

There's nothing in the world so sad as talking to a man who never knew his life was his for making.

Melancholy were the sounds on a winter's night.