Quotes About Reflection

Youth is given. One must put it awaylike a doll in a closet,take it out and play with it onlyon holidays.How to Be Old [1963]

My facea negative in the slatewindow,I sitin a litcorridor that racesthrough a darkone.Riding the "A" [1963]

The summer that I was ten–Can it be there was only onesummer that I was ten?The Centaur [1958]

Body my house my horse my hound What will I do when you are fallen Where will I sleep How will I ride What will I hunt Where can I go without my mount all eager and quick How will I know in thicket ahead is danger or treasure When Body my good bright dog is dead How will it be to lie in the sky without roof or door and wind for an eye with cloud for a shift how will I hide?

October I sit with braided fingers and closed eyes in a span of late sunlight. The spokes are closing. It is fall: warm milk of light, though from an aging breast. I do not mean to pray. The posture for thanks or supplication is the same as for weariness or relief. But I am glad for the luck of light. Surely it is godly, that it makes all things begin, and appear, and become actual to each other. Light that's sucked into the eye, warming the brain with wires of color.

I don't need more anger. I just want to move on...

Forgiveness is the greatest gift you can give yourself.

Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.

I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life.

History, despite its wrenching pain, cannot be unlived, however, if faced with courage, need not be lived again.

My life has been one great big joke A dance that's walked A song that's spoke, I laugh so hard I almost choke When I think about myself.

I did then what I knew how to do. Now that I know better, I do better.

I try to give people a different way of looking at their surroundings. That's art to me.

If we can't face death, we'll never overcome it. You have to look it straight in the eye. Then you can turn around and walk back out into the light.

It's funny, as you live through something you're not aware of it.

The role of art in society differs for every artist.

When I was building the Vietnam Memorial, I never once asked the veterans what it was like in the war, because from my point of view, you don't pry into other people's business.

Art is very tricky because it's what you do for yourself. It's much harder for me to make those works than the monuments or the architecture.

I take it back. You're not stupid. But damn, you are insane.

I'm thinking," he said. To bed or not to bed his wife? That was the question.

Like I am struck by my own brilliance?" "I was going to say maniacal," Harriet replied.

In which they are alone now and there doesn't seem to be anyone around. Sometime

Perhaps I shall take my fortune and retire to the country and read novels where other characters must bother with these sorts of troubles.

He drank, as a man is wont to do when confronted with his innermost emotions, particularly ones pertaining to the heart.