Quotes About Reflection

Eck nodded, a bit uncertainly. He supposed that in the absence of a future, a friend might be nice.

she sometimes makes me think of a planet rocketing along in a parallel universe

Gil has put his book down and is gazing at something inside his head.

It might cause considerable surprise to the informed observer (who does not exist) to note that Mr B's eyes begin to fill with tears. They overflow and spill down along the deep soft creases of his careworn face as he sits very still in the centre of the unstill world and weeps rivers of salty water for all the lost souls, including his own.

some people are lonely for all the right reasons.

Not to mention the loneliness. And at the same time, the crowdedness. The never being really alone, just to think, to rest or to do something private - anything private. You can`t even got to toilet in private. And if you want company, real company, not just people hanging about making a noise, that`s when you realize how lonely you are.

Someday I'll understand more of these things. At the moment I just have to think them through. Not everything you want to know is explained properly on Google.

I have often looked back at that moment and imagined history veering fractionally in one direction or another, imagined if I'd been a different person, or if he had, whether what followed would have been a different story altogether and the history of the world might have changed ever so slightly around us.

A boldogság a legrosszabb. Vannak napok, amikor nem tudom rávenni magam az emlékezésre. De a múlt egyetlen apró részletét sem hagyom elveszni.

Puedo ver que las relaciones pasadas dejan un destello a su paso, una estela de luz irregular que no desaparece cuando la gente se separa.

Lassan azért kezdek rájönni, hogy sokszor azokra érdemes odafigyelni, akik nem járatják folyton a szájukat.

because we were all catching on to the fact that some questions were better not asked. Piper

Espero para oír lo que va a decir sobre su amigo, pero se queda callado. Sigue hablando dentro de su cabeza. Frases enteras le pasan a toda velocidad delante de los ojos. No puedo leerlas.

I should have liked this particular story to end with me settled happily ever after in the hut on the island, but it didn't happen. It wasn't long before I had to face the fact that I was living in the sea.

When people express nostalgia for youth, I always suspect they have inadequate recall.

Your writing voice is the deepest possible reflection of who you are. The job of your voice is not to seduce or flatter or make well-shaped sentences. In your voice, your readers should be able to hear the contents of your mind, your heart, your soul.

some people are lonely for all the right reasons. After

but I can't remember much about life before the war anyway so it doesn't count in my book, which this is.

and sometimes I looked back at him doing the same expression myself just to see what he'd say.

It was not a healthy marriage for long time. It was never about another man, it was about what my and Dennis's relationship could not sustain.

But clearly life took people and shook them around until finally they were unrecognizable even to those who had once known them well. Still, there was power in once having known someone.

Apparently, something can happen inside someone you love—it can just happen somehow—and like magic she thinks that she's had enough, and that the way the two of you have been for a really long time is no longer worth the effort. Does that sound familiar to anyone.

People like to warn you that by the time you reach the middle of your life, passion will begin to feel like a meal eaten long ago, which you remember with great tenderness.

Your twenties were a time when you still felt young, but the groundwork was being laid in a serious way, crisscrossing beneath the surface. It was being laid even while you slept. What you did, where you lived, who you loved, all of it was like pieces of track being put down in the middle of the night by stealth workers.