Quotes About Reflection

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

I sit and feel lonely. Sitting and feeling lonely is something I am a spectacular success at. I can do it for hours. Everyone is good at something.

Cei care cred ca inteligenta are vreo noblete, cu siguranta ca n-au destula pentru a-si da seama ca nu e decat un blestem.

Fernando Pessoa ha scritto che dovremmo lavare il nostro destino come laviamo il nostro corpo. Sono d'accordo, ma non ho ancora trovato il sapone giusto.

come abbiamo fatto a farla franca? Siamo scampati al suicidio, agli incidenti e alla malattia. Ti senti come un superstite. E, al contempo, capisci che bisogna vivere, lavorare e amare come mai prima d'ora.

Quando si diventa adulti, non si ascolta più, e quando si ascolta, per sbaglio, lo si fa con la condiscendenza divertita i chi crede di aver vissuto.

Elle n'avait pas de réponse, mais, même si c'était un peu effrayant, ce n'était pas grave. Les réponses sont un frein à la croissance et à la connaissance.

Depuis le début de cette lettre, j'ai réfléchi à la violence. A la tienne, à la violence en général. Tu as réagi radicalement, entièrement, comme l'expression honnête de ce que tu es : un être capable de résister. Je te comprends mieux, d'autant plus que j'identifie cette violence en moi, par exemple, dans ma décision de m'isoler . Je ne frappe pas les gens, je les fais disparaitre

My personality is a luxury that's costing me too dearly.

Pourquoi n'as-tu plus d'amis ? - Ils ont moisi. Je n'avais pas remarqué qu'ils avaient une date de péremption. Il faut faire attention à ça. Mes amis ont commencé à avoir des traces de pourriture, des taches vertes assez dégoûtantes. Ce qu'ils disaient commençait vraiment à sentir mauvais... ("Comment je suis devenu stupide", p210)

Life was nothing but endless torture. He no longer felt any pleasure watching the sun rise, his every waking moment was sour, ruining the taste of anything that could have brought him enjoyment. As he had never really felt that he was living, he was not afraid of death. He was even happy that, in death, he would find the sole proof that he had been alive.

Once you crack the code, every building, every field, every street becomes more significant, more fascinating, more revealing. And with each new discovery, you learn more about yourself.

Just as you are now, so have I been; Just as I am now, so shall you be.

Our world is so glutted with useless information, images, useless images, sounds, all this sort of thing. It's a cacophony, it's like a madness I think that's been happening in the past twenty-five years. And I think anything that can help a person sit in a room alone and not worry about it is good.

The bottom line is, I tend to be going back to older and older music.

Movies touch our hearts and awaken our vision, and change the way we see things. They take us to other places, they open doors and minds. Movies are the memories of our life time, we need to keep them alive.

The business of stories is not enchantment. The business of stories is not escape. The business of stories is waking up.

So, as you may be sensing, I wasn't quite cooked.

I have sometimes imagined my own death and brought myself to tears.

And the nearest season is imagination.

In the rain-swept afternoon my heart discovers the tragedy of autumn raining from the trees.

À long terme, ils montent. - À long terme, je suis mort. (Le cuisinier, p. 147)

As you are thinking about the past, the past you are thinking about the future.

Only in very special individuals is there a sense of a past continuous self.