Quotes About Reflection

O K?l?mas, when you know for yourselves that certain things are unwholesome (akusala), and wrong, and bad, then give them up . . . And when you know for yourselves that certain things are wholesome (kusala) and good, then accept them and follow them.

I took the game seriously. It was my profession. My teammates also took losing hard. We would all sit in the locker room after losing a big game and talk about how we could have done something differently to change the outcome

We have met the enemy and they are us!

There is no need to sally forth, for it remains true that those things which make us human are, curiously enough, always close at hand. Resolve then, that on this very ground, with small flags waving and tiny blasts of tiny trumpets, we have met the enemy, and not only may he be ours, he may be us.

We have met the enemy and it is us.

Looking back on things, the view always improves.

After you have exhausted what there is in business, politics, conviviality, and so on - have found that none of these finally satisfy, or permanently wear - what remains? Nature remains.

"I celebrate myself, and what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my soul, I lean and loafe at my ease... observing a spear of summer grass."

Through you I drain the pent-up rivers of myself,In you I wrap a thousand onward years.

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,And what I assume you shall assume,For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.I loafe and invite my soul,I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

I dote on myself, there is that lot of me and all so luscious.

Books are not men—

In the faces of men and women I see God, and in my own face in the glass, I find letters from God dropped in the street, and every one is signed by God's name. And I leave them where they are, for I know that wherever I go, others will punctually come for ever and ever.

I no doubt deserved my enemies, but I don't believe I deserved my friends.

So here I sit in the early candle-light of old age—I and my book—casting backward glances over our travel'd road.

Words! book-words! what are you?

From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines, Going where I list, my own master total and absolute, Listening to others, considering well what they say, Pausing, searching, receiving, contemplating, Gently, but with undeniable will, divesting myself of the holds that would hold me.

Now I see the secret of the making of the best persons.

I discover myself on the verge of a usual mistake.

Re-examine all you have been told. Dismiss what insults your soul.

This does not mean, however, that you will not stand before the judgment bar of God and give an account for how you lived the life God gave you. He will remember every thought, motive, word, and deed in your life, and you will be judged accordingly. Your relationship with Him will not be under consideration, but your eternal fruit will.

The desire to retire is an expression of despair. It means that you have lost your rudder and do not know why you are here or where you are going.

View every day as a school day and every relationship as an opportunity to learn. There is no such thing as an accidental encounter. Each person you meet has been sent by God for your edification.

In your heart you know whether you are as close to God as you ought to be; keep your ears open to your conscience, your heart open to God and your eyes in the Word. 1