Quotes About Reflection

What's so unpleasant about being drunk?' 'You ask a glass of water.

Calitatea oric?rui sfat pe care îl are oricine de oferit trebuie s? fie evaluat? raportat la calitatea vieÈ›ii pe care acela chiar o duce.

And then whenever I stop and think – why did I want to do something? – how did I work out how to do it? – I get a very strong desire just to stop thinking about it. Like I have now. It's a big effort to talk about it.

I seem to be having tremendous difficulty with my lifestyle,' he muttered to himself.

He had had a nasty feeling that that might be an idiotic thing to do, but he did it anyway, and sure enough it had turned out to be an idiotic thing to do. You live and learn. At any rate, you live. You also panic.

had come to suspect that the main reason he had had such a wild and successful life was that he never really understood the significance of anything he did.

Having had this thought I promptly fell asleep and forgot about it for six years.

If there's one thing that life's taught me," said Tricia, "it's never go back for your bag.

Many were increasingly of the opinion that they'd all made a big mistake in coming down from the trees in the first place. And some said that even the trees had been a bad move, and that no one should ever have left the oceans.

Funny old thing, life, isn't it?

For much of the time we were tramping through wet fields of sago, and a foolish but happy thought suddenly occurred to me. We were walking through the only known anagram of my name -- which is Sago Mud Salad.

If there was one thing life had taught her it was that there are times when you do not go back for your bag and times when you do. It had yet to teach her to distinguish between the two types of occasion.

It's not so much an afterlife," said Arthur, "more a sort of après vie." The

Do you know that when a man becomes old, he begins to remember what he believed in as a child and it all comes back to him?

1. YOU MUST REMEMBER THIS Youth is a cliff. You leap, and repair the broken bones later. When you're older, you draw the map, retrace your steps and find the cliff's edge again to wonder: Would anyone ever jump if they knew how far down it went? I jumped, once. I'm broken in unseen places.

If only... the two most miserable words in the English language. If only.

You know we got two lives, sometimes more. I don't mean like reincarnation, I mean like we have our life of innocence and then it rams right into the real life. The life where innocence is just a mirror—looks nice, reflects a lot, but it ain't the real thing. I

Here's the thing about darkness: It turns the mind inward.

Inspiration is a tool and a trap. If you're going to be inspired by anyone, be inspired by people who have been exactly where you are now.

So where do you start when you want to start your life again?

Compromise is said to be the way of the world and yet I find myself feeling sick trying to accept what it has done to me.

believe that you've had most of your important memories by the time you're thirty. After that, memory becomes water overflowing into an already full cup. New experiences just don't register in the same way or with the same impact. I could be shooting heroin with the Princess of Wales, naked in a crashing jet, and the experience still couldn't compare to the time the cops chased us after we threw the Taylors' patio furniture into their pool in eleventh grade.

You keep waiting for the moral of your life to become obvious, but it never does. Work, work, work: No moral. No plot. No eureka! Just production schedules and days. You might as well be living inside a photocopier. Your lives are all they're ever going to be.

A few years ago it dawned on me that everybody past a certain age - regardless of how they look on the outside - pretty much constantly dreams of being able to escape from their lives.