Quotes About Reflection

Noi doi singuri în camer?. Nici trecut, nici viitor. Doar intensitatea È™i profunzimea momentului. SenzaÈ›ia c? totul avea în mod implacabil un sfârÈ™it: muzica, noi doi, luna, absolut totul. Dac? reuÈ™eÈ™ti s? p?trunzi în miezul lucrurilor, nu g?seÈ™ti altceva decât tristeÈ›e, numai tristeÈ›e, mereu È™i pretutindeni, dar o tristeÈ›e frumoas?, argintie, precum chipul lui Hristos.

Nadie, desde fuera de ella, puede imaginar lo que es la vida en una prisión. Uno piensa que, bueno, al menos tendrá horas para leer y pensar, y que el tiempo no pasará tan mal. Pero pasa terriblemente mal. Con una exasperante lentitud.

Under the silver nailparing of a moon. I felt, though without any melancholy at all, that sense of existential solitude, the being and being alone in a universe, that still nights sometimes give.

There are those of us who never see death ahead, but eternally behind: in any moment that stops and thinks.

there were times i thought i would forget her. but forgetting's not something you do, it happens to you. only it didn't happen to me

Of course I looked sad. But I didn't really feel sad. Or it wasn't a sadness that hurt, not an all-through one. I rather enjoyed it. Beastly, but I did. I sang on the way home. The romance, the mystery of it. Living.

Aveam dou?zeci È™i cinci de ani, vârsta ta, Nicholas, asta-È›i poate spune mai mult decât orice cât eram de incapabil s?-l judec. Cred c? este vârsta cea mai dificil? È™i enervant?. Înseamn? a fi È™i a observa totodat?. EÈ™ti inteligent È™i considerat om în toat? firea. Unii te reduc la starea de adolescen??, pentru c? numai experienÈ›a poate s? înÈ›eleag? È™i s? asimileze.

He is ugliness. But you can't smash human ugliness.

Despite all the identifying, measuring, photographing, I had managed to set the experience in a kind of present past, a having looked, even as I was temporally and physically still looking...It is not necessarily too little knowledge that causes ignorance; possessing too much, or wanting to gain too much, can produce the same result.

Sin embargo, resultaba hasta cómico que, en el momento en que yo creía estar realmente harto de ella, volviesen a ocupar mi mente los viejos sentimientos.

a metaphysical sense of being marooned

Totul s-a întâmplat din cauza muzicii. VariaÈ›iunile Goldberg. Spre fârÈ™it, una din ele, foarte lent?. foarte simpl?, foarte trist?, a fost atât de frumoas?, încât nici cuvintele, nici desenul, nici chiar altceva nu o pot descrie, ci numai muzica. Frumoas? în lumina lunii. Muzica lunii, atât de argintie, atât de îndep?rtat?, atât de nobil?.

There were even times I thought I would forget her. But forgetting's not something you do, it happens to you. Only it didn't happen to me.

Bir budalan?n düÅŸtüÄŸü yüksekliÄŸin öfkesiyle ölçüldüÄŸünü biliyordum.

We are not even living in the past here. We are in the pluperfect

He is mad. It is me. I am his madness. For years he's been looking for something to put his madness into. And he found me.

Sau dac? cel puÈ›in aÈ™ fi evocat amintirea unui reproÈ™, ar fi fost mai bine decât aceast? înmormântare absolut?, aceast? minciun? neomeneasc?, tic?loas?, stuid?, c? trecutul nostru nu ar fi în acelaÈ™i timp prezentul nostru, c? ceea ce am f?cut sau am simÈ›it atunci a fost într-un fel r?u È™i absurd...imatur.

Si valoro la existencia de los árboles por encima de cualquier otra cosa, de una manera muy

Utram bibis? Aquam an undam? What are you drinking? The water or the wave?

Here's a QBQ twist for all of us: "God, grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, the courage to change the one I can, and the wisdom to know—it's me!

Remember: The answers are in the questions.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the people I cannot change, the courage to change the one I can, and the wisdom to know—it's me!

When you think, I really know someone who needs to hear this, stop and think... We tend to teach each others what we need to hear ourselves.

Swithin! And the fellow had gone and died, last November, at the age of seventy-nine, renewing the doubt whether Forsytes could live for ever, which had first arisen when Aunt Ann passed away.