Quotes About Reflection

I looked in the mirror again. I wasn't even sure I could get the cap on over the fluff. "Maybe we went a little overboard." "Trust me. We didn't." I wasn't so sure, though, when we walked into the kitchen where Dad was giving Jason pointers on driving in the rain, as though Raglan offered challenges he might never have encountered before.

I couldn't help but think she'd gotten her chest plus mine. But that was okay, because I liked to think I'd gotten her brains plus mine.

I can't imagine living in a different time," Estelle said. "Not in the future, and certainly not in the past. Can you?

A definition of loneliness surfaced in his mind: when you suddenly understand that the story of your life isn't what you thought it was.

I understand why we sleep. To slip the knot of the world.

Some days I wonder how I'll get through a whole lifetime of thinking. A life that's just words, words, words, shuffling around in my head. Was I born that way?

Some days I wonder how I'll get through a whole lifetime of thinking. A life that's just words, Words, words, shuffling around in my head.

The answer is not coming. I have to find an arbitrary point inside the spell of waiting, the open absence, and tear myself away. Leave, with no answer. Move on to the next question.

But I had seen, the night I met her, that her beauty was going to leave her like it does all women. For the face, time relays some essential message, and time is the message. It takes things away. But its passage, its damages, are all we have. Without it, there's nothing.

What occurred did so because I was open to it, and not because fate and I met at a certain angle. I had plenty of time to think about this later. I thought about it so much that the events of that evening sometimes ran along under my mood like a secret river, in the way that all buried truths rushed along quietly in some hidden place.

T]ime is more purely hers if she squanders it and keeps it empty, holds it, feels it pass by, and resists filling it with anything that might put some too-useful dent in its open, airy emptiness.

Sometimes they just sit. Sometimes one turns on a radio and they listen to music, or to the news, but they don't care about the actual news, just that the radio is issuing a steadyish sound whose particulars they do not have to follow to understand what the radio is actually telling them: life is being lived. No need to be a part of it as long as you know it's streaming.

I can only know myself, if I can know anyone. I can only judge me.

The woman senses that time is more purely hers if she squanders it and keeps it empty, holds it, feels it pass by, and resists filling it with anything that might put some too-useful dent in its open, airy emptiness.

it is easier to like difficult people when they are leaving, or already gone.

Save your freedom for a rainy day," someone had written on the bathroom wall at Rudy's Bar in SoHo,

It makes you feel good about yourself, especially in the beginning. It makes you feel good about other people. You want to give the whole world a break, a time-out, a tender regard. There

What occurred did so because I was open to it, and not because fate and I met at a certain angle. I had plenty of time to think about this later. I thought about it so much that the events of that evening sometimes ran along under my mood like a secret river, in the way that all buried truths rushed along quietly in some hidden place. P.49

Most unexpected was the sadness that followed on the heels of pleasure, like smoke from an extinguished candle.

and it is easier to like difficult people when they are leaving, or already gone.

You know I never used to be a bad flyer, but I did start to have a fear of flying after I shot a movie where I was terrorized on a plane. I made Wes Craven's 'Red Eye'. I don't think they're linked but it does make me pause and wonder if they are, so perhaps I will explore that in therapy some day.

Don't judge the past by the standards of today. It won't work. They're incompatible.

Grieving is a way of self-care.

The best stories have many meanings; their meaning changes as our capacity to understand and appreciate meaning grows.