Quotes About Reflection

My second marriage had a lot to do with alcohol.

Mientras se recuerda, estamos dando vida al objeto del recuerdo. (P. 274)

Two years were all we had, love," she whispered, "and we squandered them.

Oh, Irrylath,Irrylath, we squaundered our two years together.

to that place where no one could hear me but the sand when I walked upon it, where I could write and work, where I could read and sleep, where no one needed me except the shoreline to remark upon its incredible beauty.

Please be quiet," Ike said. "Sounds that surround our body at the time of death are our soul's living blanket. The sound wraps us, carrying us to a city by cool waters, the place we reside after death. Chants remind the newly dead that they are no longer alive. As my voice grows dimmer, Hao's soul will understand it is moving away from the earth. It's necessary for peaceful transition—he'll know his death isn't a dream.

I stood beneath the moon a little longer, soft and safe. In that reflected light, the sun's harsh spirit dissolves to silver silk. The moon beds us, she fills our dreaming nights with immense possibility. The moon, giant mother, keeper of secrets, the one who says secrets aren't really necessary, that every truth is hers and she's big enough to hold them all. Somewhere

Labels make death and disease easier to handle. They apply makeup to tragedy's face.

would go through a decision tree to decide what to do: if it is a living thing like a person or a dog, slow down; if it is a living thing like a bird, it will probably move out of the way, so no need to slow down.

front of the part-chooserers. I am going to practise my lines ALL WEEKEND! Good night, Diary.

The past lies beneath the surface, intransigent truth. Remembered or not, what we say and do remains, always.

I have lived this life, and no matter what others may decide about it, I must claim each decision as mine. I have caused harm, failed in the expectations and obligations of love. I have loved well. What I do each day is carried within me until I die.

I didn't make this plan. I just wake up sometimes and want to crawl out of my life.

Whatever you have forgotten, you can remember. Whatever you have buried you can unearth. If you are willing to look deep into your own nature, if you are willing to peel away the layers of not-self you have adopted in making your way through the tribulations of life, you will find that your true self is not as far removed as you think.

I write to make peace with the things I cannot control.

I've given my memoirs far more thought than any of my marriages. You can't divorce a book. —Gloria Swanson

I began to think that some of us are the designated rememberers. Why do we remember? I don't know. But I think that's why memoir interests us—because we're the ones who pass the stories. --Pat Conroy

Some of us are the designated rememberers,

Where is the good in goodbye?

Tottumaton kirjoittaja saattaa kuvitella, että ensin mietitään mitä halutaan kirjoittaa, niin että se on valmiina päässä ennen kirjoittamista, mutta oikeastaan ei voi tietää mitä ajattelee ennen kuin alkaa kirjoittaa, sillä kirjoittaessaan ajattelee

If you've done the best you can-if you have done what you had to do -there is no use worrying about it because nothing can change it .........and you have to be fresh for the next day. What you're going to do is more important than what you have done.

She said that if I ever did produce an autobiography I should call it, Exit, Talking. This

That was the time for me to have said, "After all these years, is that what you think of me?" But I didn't. The moment passed. It passed as it had passed so many hundreds of times before, so many thousands of times before.

I couldn't help thinking, with the required pinch of rue and regret, how different my life would have been if I had been born homosexual in 1950 instead of...But that's a tiresome game, and I'm too old to play it.