Quotes About Reflection

What is the real breath of a man — the breathing out or the breathing in?

A man who means to think and write a great deal must, after six and twenty, learn to read with his fingers.

Right now I don't call it the menopause, I call it men-on-pause.

This question is posed to mayself, am I a man who thinks he's an angel? Or an angel who thinks he's a man?

You can find inspiration for man's behaviour wherever you look.

Mindset of the man too busy: I am too busy BEING God to become LIKE God.

A homeless man standing at the off-ramp: the question in these moments isn't whether Jesus is in Him, but in me.

....honest men are few when it comes to themselves.

Pilgrim's Progress , about a man that left his family, it didn't say why. I read considerable in it now and then. The statements was interesting, but tough.

The man who sets out to carry a cat by its tail learns something that will always be useful and which never will grow dim or doubtful.

When a man stands on the verge of seventy-two you know perfectly well that he never reached that place without knowing what this life is - heartbreaking bereavement.

It is a solemn thought: dead, the noblest man's meat is inferior to pork.

Of no day can the retrospect cause pain to a good man.

They did more than take our youth away. They also took away the men we were going to be.

Mind is a kingdom to the man who gathereth his pleasure from ideas.

Each man, when he dies, sees the landscape of his own soul.

The last man! Yes I may well describe that solitary being's feelings, feeling myself as the last relic of a beloved race, my companions extinct before me.

Even the eternal skies weep, I thought; is there any shame then, that mortal man should spend himself in tears?

An old man drinks tea and reads the newspaper--forgetting age for a moment.

Was Christ a man like us?-Ah! let us try If we then, too, can be such men as he!

A wise man once asked me, "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" I thought for a minute, then I slapped him across the face. That got him off my back.

Were a man to live as long as Methuselah, and to spend all his days in the highest delights sin can offer, one hour of the anguish and tribulation that must follow, would far outweigh them.

I thought, writing is everything, it's so much more important than this or that. If only I could give that young man a stern talking to. Having a child changes things quite a bit.

God is what man finds that is divine in himself. It is the best way man can behave in the ordinary occasions of life, and the farthest point to which man can stretch himself.