Quotes About Reflection

But the worst mistake is not to figure out some way to end up in a better place after having made a mistake. We call that 'writing a great last chapter.

The ABCD strategy —always be collecting dots.

One moment you are young And full of innocent dreams. The next moment you look into a mirror To see eyes filled with years of pain Glaring back at you Swimming in their own horror.

A race track is a place where windows clean people.

Sometimes I look at myself and think, Is this it?, and then I think, Yes, it is. This is literally the best you will ever look. Tomorrow, you will look just a little bit worse, and this is how it will go, for ever.

I just think—' 'Don't think. If you think, you'll never truly get over her. Thinking just extends things.' So I decided not to think.

Vedete, una storia che finisce puoi affrontarla. Fa male, e per un po' è un dolore così lacerante che è come se i polmoni collassassero e il cuore implodesse ogni volta che ti rendi conto che se n'è andato. Ma man mano che passa il tempo, almeno per me, è quello che è rimasto, quelle briciole sul pavimento, che ti aiutano a continuare. Quelle modeste prove che ti aiutano a guarire, questa è l'idea che mi sono fatta.

Hello?' said the taxi driver, and I realized that it's all very well having an internal monologue, but it does tend to leave the other person a bit stranded, conversationally.

Your life is always under construction. It is your job to learn how to untangle the threads and weave a tapestry that matches your desires.

Any self-help program that discourages me from thinking for myself, that is, from tweaking what I've learned to understand myself is suspect. Growth is all about thinking creatively, and I can't very well do that if I take on the role of parrot.

There is no greater grief in misery than to turn our thoughts back to happier times.*

In the middle of the journey of our life I came to myself within a dark wood where the straight way was lost.

The wisest are the most annoyed at the loss of time.

Let us not speak of them; but look, and pass on.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.

And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.

The experience of this sweet life. L'esperienza de questa dolce vita.

My name is Might-have-been;I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.

One thing then learned remains to me—The woodspurge has a cup of three.

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also call'd No-more, Too-late, Farewell

I have been here before, But when or how I cannot tell: I know the grass beyond the door, The sweet keen smell, The sighing sound, the lights around the shore.

Aun así, soy de los que opinan que nunca es demasiado tarde para volver a ese sitio donde nos desviamos y tomar la decisión correcta. Soy de la idea que nunca es demasiado tarde.

Que no puedo cambiar lo que pasó, pero sí hacer que no se

las mujeres no sospechan que los varones podemos pasar horas enteras sin pensar, literalmente.