Quotes About Reflection

Using the excuse of a busy life, I downshifted my conversations with God to asking for favors on the run.

I Don't Know whether lust is a human coarseness or a human fineness: I don't know why death holds a so sweet lure since it would take away my Body: I don't know that I wouldn't deny my Christ, if I had one, three times before a given cockcrow: I don't know on the other hand that I would: I don't know whether honor is a reality in human beings or a pose: I don't know that I mayn't be able to think with my Body when it is in its coffin.

But I am too young yet to think of peace. It is not peace that I want. Peace is for forty or fifty. I am waiting for my Experience.

Nineteen years are as ages to you when you are nineteen. When you are nineteen, there is no experience to tell you that all things have an end. This aching pain has no end.

We are all created in the image of our Creator - Love itself.

My son John was just under a year old when I collapsed with a life-threatening kidney disease. The shame and guilt resulting from my unplanned pregnancy had continued to fester to the point that my toxic feelings literally poisoned my body.

Love had done this to her, for the second time. Love was bad for her. There must be certain people who were allergic to love, and she was one of them. Not only was it bad for her; it made her bad; it poisoned her. Before she knew him, not only had she been far, far happier but she had been nicer. Loving him was turning her into an awful person, a person she hated.

It came to her that he was going to leave without making love to her. This would mean they had made love for the last time this morning. But that did not count: this morning they did not know it was for the last time. When the door shut behind him, she still could not believe it. "It can't end like this," she said to herself over and over, drumming with her knuckles on her mouth to keep from screaming.

She considered [her] life, which had not been a life but only a sort of greeting, a Hello There.

It made me love them more because I knew the day would come when I would also be unrecognizable to myself.

I don't like when people compliment my looks." "How come?" "I don't know," she said. And then, "Because it reminds me that I'm going to die. If someone says I have nice teeth, I think, One day they'll rot. If they say I have nice hair, I think about it falling out by the fistful.

Mind you, after a time freedom can be a lonesome thing

Knowing that death is hovering in the wings is a great leveller. We regret so many things - and yet what does it matter in the end? We can't change anything

the many things that puzzled me was, if there were other Black people as proud and fierce-looking as Effie and could control a situation as well as she could, why was the Black race in such a mess? I didn't even think that Effie could answer that question

it happened yesterday. I still couldn't believe I had actually took somebody's life, especially since death had caused me so much grief. I'd lost my first wife, Maggie, and our twenty-one-year-old-son, Claude, on the same day a little over a year ago.

Your opinion of yourself is the only thing that's ugly about you," I fired back. "Now, if you want to keep looking at yourself that way, you go right ahead. But do me a favor and keep them ridiculous comments to yourself.

It was in the in-between time when he felt lost.

resonate deeply in modern imaginations

Misfortunes make us wise

The Past is Experience, Thats All You Got to Learn From.

It's not so much how busy you are, but why you are busy. The bee is praised. The mosquito is swatted.

So maybe my own life is not so drastic and dreadful...maybe I am just like all those other girls who have come before me with their oily T-zones and random terrible days and bittersweet triumphs, the world billowing out behind them.

I stared up at the sky with zero curiosity about the Kingdom of Heaven because the physical world was plenty.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world.