Quotes About Reflection

The mixtapes we made for ourselves were musical mirrors. The sadness, anger, or frustration you might be feeling at a given time could be encapsulated in the song selection. You made mixtapes that corresponded to emotional states, and they'd be available to pop into the deck when each feeling needed reinforcing or soothing. The mixtape was your friend, your psychiatrist, and your solace.

You can't touch music—it exists only at the moment it is being apprehended—and yet it can profoundly alter how we view the world and our place in it.

I love the passing of time.

I like a good story and I also like staring at the sea-- do I have to choose between the two?

You may say to yourself: "Well, how did I get here?

Living "in" a story, being part of a narrative, is much more satisfying than living without one. I don't always know what narrative it is, because I'm living my life and not always reflecting on it, but as I edit these pages I am aware that I have an urge to see my sometimes random wandering as having a plot, a purpose guided by some underlying story.

Deep is the chasm between the centuries, but by bridging it a man may return home.

Now, why is it that the idea of intention keeps turning up in explanations of adaptation, intruding even into ones where it is supposed to have no place? And why is it as hard, as we saw in the preceding section that it is, to translate the idea of intention out of the explanation of any particular adaptation? "Surely

Christmas gives us the opportunity to pause and reflect on the important things around us - a time when we can look back on the year that has passed and prepare for the year ahead.

For me, and I suspect for lots of other people too, bad things actually sometimes make you think more about faith and the fact that you're not facing these things on your own.

All those train songs, all that running... Merle never ends up anywhere any better. But he does get gone.

I knew they were mine because they became so in tiny steps across my soul.

One by one, my pals from the old days drifted away, checking on me every once in a while and, seeing that there was nothing to be done—I would not listen to anyone at the time, no matter what they said—eventually leaving me to my obsession.

Even if I had amazing recall, and I don't, recollection is often just self-fashioning. Some of it is reflexive, designed to bury truths that cannot be swallowed, but other "memories" are just redemption myths writ small. Personal narrative is not simply opening up a vein and letting the blood flow toward anyone willing to stare. The historical self is created to keep dissonance at bay and render the subject palatable in the present.

Memory becomes not a faculty but a coconspirator, a tool for constructing the self that we show the world.

Even if I had amazing recall, and I don't, recollection is often just self-fashioning. Some of it is reflexive, designed to bury truths that can not be swallowed, but other "memories" are just redemption myths writ small. Personal narrative is not simply opening up a vein and letting the blood flow toward anyone willing to share. The historical self is created to keep dissonance at bay and render the subject palatable in the present.

People remember what they can live with more often than how they lived.

Why would you be afraid of death? It would be an inconvenience. I have a lot of undone things and it's bound to get in the way. But, no, it doesn't scare me at all.

If you can not be a poet, be the poem.

Death gives us a whole new perspective on life" Excerpt from my recent journal titled "My Thoughts On Death

As a father, I do everything my dad didn't do. My son Beau's birth changed my life.

1. Death is inevitable. 2. Our life span is decreasing continuously. 3. Death will come, whether or not we are prepared for it. 4. Human life expectancy is uncertain. 5. There are many causes of death. 6. The human body is fragile and vulnerable.20

If you want to change yourself long term, you have to change the way you think and change the way you perceive the world. You have to come up with a new set of eyes to view yourself with. You need a new way of communicating internally with yourself and you need to ask yourself different questions.

Why does death engender fear? Because death meant change, a change greater then we have ever known, and because death was indeed a mirror that made us see ourselves as never before. A mirror that we should cover, as people in olden days covered mirrors when someone died, for fear of an evil. For with all our care and pain for those who had gone, it was ourselves too we felt the agony for. Perhaps ourselves above all.