Quotes About Reflection

To cultivate a garden is to walk with God.

It is the nature of aphoristic thinking to be always in a state of concluding; a bid to have the final word is inherent in all powerful phrase-making.

Let us try to recognize the precious nature of each day.

A good book is an education of the heart. It enlarges your sense of human possibility what human nature is of what happens in the world. It's a creator of inwardness.

The greatest help to spiritual life is meditation. In meditation we divest ourselves of all material condition and feel our divine nature.

For any particular thing, ask: What is it in itself? What is its nature?

Poetry reminds us of the truths about life and human nature that we knew all along, but forgot somehow because they weren't yet in memorable language.

I have no idea where my pathetic nature comes from. If I thought about it too long, it would depress me.

One reproduces only that which is striking; that is to say, the necessary. Thus, one's recollections and inventions are liberated from the tyranny which nature exerts.

The night Makes everything grotesque. Is it because Night is the nature of man's interior world?

Your art kind of changes as you get older, by nature of the fact that you're hopefully gaining wisdom and you're starting to watch things with a better overview.

Nature has a counterpart, a representation of every interior mood and obscure perception of man.

I think the novel, its business is the investigation of human nature.

Stood I, O Nature! man alone in thee, Then were it worth one's while a man to be.

I was lucky in the sense that I was never blessed with an overly reflective nature.

I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.

A zen couch potato is a person who contemplates the nature of televised existence.

The backside of a mountain is a fight against human nature. You have to care as much about yourself on the way down as you did on the way up.

There are questions we could not get past if we were not set free from them by our very nature.

The question of immortality is of its nature not a scholarly question. It is a question welling up from the interior which the subject must put to itself as it becomes conscious of itself.

The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep Moans round with many voices. Come, my friends, Tis not too late to seek a newer world.

When you look at the average American you realize there's nothing nature enjoys more than a good joke.

I'm just melancholy by nature, and a lot of that gets into my writing.

Some speak of a return to nature, I wonder where they could have been?