Quotes About Reflection

We need not to be let alone. We need to be really bothered once in a while. How long is it since you were really bothered? About something important, about something real?

With school turning out more runners, jumpers, racers, tinkerers, grabbers, snatchers, fliers, and swimmers instead of examiners, critics, knowers, and imaginative creators, the word 'intellectual,' of course, became the swear word it deserved to be.

But you can't make people listen. They have to come round in their own time, wondering what happened and why the world blew up around them. It can't last.

A man who walks in the sight of God is more interested in his inner reality than his outer reputation.

All you have to do is relax and feel your history, because it will never go away and there is no future without it.

It's a long drive home to Tarzana.

Man warring on himself an old tale is; But Man discovering the source of all his sorrow in himself, Finding his left hand and his right Are similar sons, are children fighting In the porchyards of the void?!

We do need knowledge. And perhaps in a thousand years we might pick smaller cliffs to jump off. The books are to remind us what asses and fools we are.

Why have you been so blind? Why have you never seen? The slave and master in one skin Is all your history, no more, no less Confess! This is what you've been.

Digression is the soul of wit. Take the philosophic asides away from Dante, Milton or Hamlet's father's ghost and what stays is dry bones.

The quality of an individual is reflected in the standards they set for themselves.

I probably wouldn't be a songwriter if I didn't grow up the way I did. It was difficult and it was at times very scary to grow up in a household so unsettled and at times very violent. But, it also, I guess it earned me a sort of wisdom at a young age that's served me well.

My mom calls me an older soul because, growing up, she taught me stuff real early. Now I spend most of my time chasing wisdom, chasing understanding.

En noches así siempre se anda uno preguntado cuánto ha olvidado y cuánto de todo esto va a recordar en el futuro.

Uno tiene que saber cuándo su tiempo ya ha pasado. Y aprender a admirar otras victorias.

En la piscina había dos niñas iguales con bañadores iguales, amarillos. Cuando una se tiraba al agua la otra salía fuera, de forma que siempre estaba la misma niña dentro y fuera del agua al mismo tiempo.

me imagino por un momento siendo el dueño de una vida distinta. Imagino una casa cerca de una ciudad pero aun así lo bastante lejos y nadie en el jardín y nada que merezca la pena olvidas ni nada que merezca ser recrdado.

Cuando el cielo se oscureció y aunque no eran más que nubes, tuve la sensación de que todo se terminaba y la sensación de haber sentido lo mismo un millón de veces antes.

La tristeza es algo constante. Las canciones se dedican a tapar la tristeza igual que el ruido tapa el silencio. Así que cuando las canciones se acaban, vuelve la tristeza.

When those who name dead people have gone, there just remains the calmness of foreign cemeteries, in which nothing appears familiar and nothing frightens you.

En noches así siempre se anda uno preguntado cuánto ha olvidado y cuánto de todo esto va a recordar en el futuro. Después los antidepresivos detienen todos esos malditos neurotransmisores y uno ya no se pregunta nada.

Writing is art.... it reflects a creative process of experimentation and self-expression.

Tea: was there ever a more universal and life-sustaining beverage.

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