Quotes About Reflection

And for the sake of humility--a characteristic crucial to sacred questioning we might do well to confess that we're capable at any moment of such bad religion ourselves.

I want them to think of being in church as being in the middle of a work of art, a collective witness of fellow human beings, wherever they are and whatever they're up to.

The little everyday neglect of imagining other people well can add up to a lifetime of flawed, perverted vision, an expenditure of soul in a waste of emotionalism.

Every moment of your life is either a test or a celebration

You are that which you seek, but you have left your own deepness and are looking elsewhere. The stress of not finding it creates its own need to be released. And so the cycle continues. You are chasing your own tail, and much of the time that tail looks suspiciously like a woman.

an unproblematic state is a state without creative thought. Its other name is death.

objective knowledge is indeed possible: it comes from within! It begins as conjecture, and is then corrected by repeated cycles of criticism, including comparison with the evidence on our 'wall'.

This is what we can achieve when, as Feynman said, we keep learning more about how not to fool ourselves.

One of the consequences of optimism is that one expects to learn from failure – one's own and others'.

No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it is not the same river and he is not the same man.

the remark of a Middlesex Regiment officer in 1918. "Intelligence services," the man had said, "are prone to looking up their own arses and wondering why it's dark.

These past few days I've realised—we're strangers to each other. I feel like I'm standing outside their house and watching them through the window. I love them, of course, but more in memory than anything else. And love should be more than an echo.

Listen for an hour, speak for a minute

While walking back down through the woods to the station, I felt, for a few minutes, an almost overwhelming sense of loss. With the late afternoon sun still pouring down through the trees and Anna's blonde hair dancing on her shoulders in front of me, I needed all my discipline to keep from crying. Nothing tears the heart like a glimpse of happiness.

What life has become, as Andreas said. And the only answer I have to that—the only one I've ever had—is what life could be. I have to admit: I'm no longer holding my breath.

Even if you find what you are looking for, you may discover its not worth the price.

She thought a smile that eventually touched her lips.

Well, I still write poetry, but I wouldn't call myself a poet.

I've heard them say the heart's bottomless but I don't agree. I love my boys and girls but when my mind is clear I have to admit I wish I could give out more love.

Lili could remember that, the feeling of biting down on one's thoughts and feelings and storing them up for no one.

You will loose everything" "I already have.

I wrote a novel for my degree, and I'm very happy I didn't submit that to a publisher. I sympathize with my professors who had to read it.

We're all entitled to a little stupidity now and then. --Beldin

Is it my birthday again? Already? Where does the time go?" "Behind us --or in front. It depends on which way you are looking.