Quotes About Reflection

I don't think human beings were meant to know so much about the world. All this time and all this exposure to every conceivable aspect of life—wisdom so rarely enters the picture. We barely have enough time to figure out who we are and then we become bitter and isolated as we age.

What about life after death? What about death after life after death?

Unlike most fine writers, he wasn't in love with his own words.

When you lose, don't lose the lesson.

People need history in order to know themselves

To put that statistic into personal terms, make a list of the nineteen people closest to you: All but one will die. (This

If one death could delay the event by only five minutes … what flowers might therefore bloom? We were all doomed anyway.

just the two of them, him and Old Grand-Dad.

All the great pillars of my life are crumbling. I must constantly remind myself that I am not the only grieving person in the world. And yet, the loss of Reba is a terrible cross to bear and I do not think I have the strength for it.

Waga tomo yasurakani", he said. Farewell, my friend.

Must be the clean Long Island air, he thought wryly.

I have my books. I don't live in the actual world. I am imperturbable.

like me, you prefer the company of fine books to that of other people.

like having death poke his stinking mug into your face to make you think about things.

If you're honest with yourself, you can still feel the terrible weight of time pressing on you; that awful, relentless, bodily corruption that is happening constantly to us all.

Wine is like many of the finer things in life, which take time and experience to extract their full pleasure and meaning.

Time is a storm in which we are all lost

until he was standing alone before them.

Il tempo è un galantuomo

You see, between me and life there is a mist of words always.

I'm never better than when I'm alone.

As I get older, Vincent, I have come to prefer a quiet evening at home to a bracing exchange of gunfire in the dark.

You see, what we observe is not nature itself, but nature exposed to our questioning. And what we are, of course, is a response to what we observe.

Nobody ever makes their plans as if they're going to die the next day.