Quotes About Reflection

Viata se misca destul de repede. Daca nu te opresti sa privesti in jur din cand in cand, s-ar putea s-o ratezi.

But you will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life,' he said, wisely. 'You're quoting Camus.' 'You

For years now I had convinced myself that the sadness of the memories weighed more and lasted longer than the moments of happiness themselves.

Because now she saw the kinds of things she could do when she put herself to work. And that, actually, the life she had been living had its own logic to it.

Between life and death there is a library,' she said. 'And within that library, the shelves go on for ever. Every book provides a chance to try another life you could have lived. To see how things would be different if you had made other choices . . . Would you have done anything different, if you had the chance to undo your regrets?

Her mind felt different here. She thought a lot in this life, but her thoughts were gentle.

Sometimes regrets aren't based on fact at all. Sometimes regrets are just .

Between life and death there is a library,' she said. 'And within that library, the shelves go on for ever. Every book provides a chance to try another life you could have lived.

Andrew Martin

I know my own face too well to actually see it. Familiarity could make you a stranger to yourself.

Book of Regrets" Every regret you ever had, is recorded here. ~Mrs. Elm

Life moves pretty fast. If you don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

You could have just told me I wasn't a bad cat owner. Why didn't you?' 'Because, Nora, sometimes the only way to learn is to live.

It is easy to mourn the lives we aren't living. Easy to wish we'd developed other talents, said yes to different offers.

Calatoria il face pe o, sa fie modest", a spus Gustave Flaubert. "Atunci iti dai seama cat de putin loc ocupi in lume.

Hasta el suicidio le habría parecido una medida demasiado «activa». Quizá en algunas vidas uno simplemente flota sin esperar nada más, sin intentar siquiera cambiar. Quizá así fueran la mayoría de vidas.

She texted back. It was interesting, she mused to herself, how life sometimes simply gave you a whole new perspective by waiting around long enough for you to see it.

You know, the age thing. I have generally found men to be quite a disappointment. Montaigne said that the point of life is to give yourself to yourself.

For want of a better word, it is in-between. It is not life. It is not death. It is not the real world in a conventional sense. But nor is it a dream. It isn't one thing or another. It is, in short, the Midnight Library.

If you had done just one thing differently, you would have a different life story.

She learned that undoing regrets was really a way of making wishes come true.

She imagined, now, what it would be like to accept herself completely. Every mistake she had ever made. Every mark on her body. Every dream she hadn't reached or pain she had felt. Every lust or longing she had suppressed. She imagined accepting it all. The way she accepted nature.

Sometimes just the sight of a tree or sunset can smack you with the power of every tree or sunset you have ever seen

There is this idea that you either read to escape or you read to find yourself. I don't really see the difference. We find ourselves through the process of escaping. It is not where we are, but where we want to go, and all that.