Quotes About Reflection

What sin has plagued me with this curse?

They stood there for a while, with no sound but the flapping of the flag. "It's not that simple, Kiowa." "Of course it's not simple. Who said it was simple? But you know what? Lots of loose ends don't ever get tied up. Play the hand you're dealt. Move on." Kiowa

The sun rose on a world so uniformly white that it forced them to squint against its brilliant reflection. Glass

He stood there on the high rampart for a long time that night, listening to the Missouri and staring at the stars. He wondered at the source of the waters, of the mighty Big Horns whose tops he had seen but never touched. He wondered at the stars and the heavens, comforted by their vastness against his own small place in the world. Finally he climbed down from the ramparts and went inside, quickly finding the sleep that had eluded him before.

But the ledger had two sides. It was a relief not to worry any longer about puffing up his chest for the benefit of others. He found himself treasuring small glimpses of life that as a younger man he might have galloped right past. And there were still plenty of ridgelines to keep him wondering.

Perhaps each life has one sensational thought, if acted upon will bring great meaning.

In any relationship that comes to an end, there's never just a baseline reason why. You say, 'Oh, I broke up with my girlfriend.' Someone says, 'Why?' You say, 'Well, you got three hours? And then maybe after I tell you my version, you've got to talk to her.'

Nothing the human can read is more interesting than you. Therefore, when the human picks up a book, magazine, or newspaper, you may best assist him or her by interposing your magnificent Self between the page and humanity.

I think he would have been proud and smiling... when we laid him to rest because his family was together. I think that was a great gift to be able to give Dad at the end.

And concepts rejected when they came from someone else often looked better when rethought as one's own. Even the Emperor, it seemed, was not immune to that particular hubris.

I do my own habitual scan. I've already completed mental check-offs of the drunks, the painfully pierced, and there have been two iced coffees and a couple sharing a starfruit. Miriam is back in her spot. I go over and ask her, "If you could go back in time and kill Hitler as a baby, would you?

I write about cats. Cats, when you read this, write about me. Be the change you want to see.

The surest symptoms of a wasted life are breathing, a pulse, and thinking...

Don't say anything unless you can improve on the silence.

We need the darkness to appreciate the light, and the bumps along the road to stop us falling asleep at the wheel.

I don't know what else to tell you. I often think how different my life would have been - how much happier - if you'd been a part of it. One day.

What if I become a lawyer?' 'Please don't do that,' says Ruiz. 'Why not?' 'They're like monkeys who get dressed up and fling poo at each other.

Convicts are experts at killing time because they age in dog years.

I did that," says my memory. "I could not have done that," says my pride, and remains inexorable. Eventually—??the memory yields. Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil

People talk about there being sliding doors or forks in the road when lives take a different course. Sometimes it's only later, in retrospect, that we recognize we even had a choice.

I realized that life is a series of good-byes and I had to make sure that I didn't waste my days or use them up too soon.

That's the good thing about dying young. You don't have to lament too many mistakes or carry too great a burden of regret about the people you wronged or the dreams that were unfulfilled. It's much better to die in your prime, before the damage is done to your body or other people.

Every day may not be good,' he said, 'but there is something good in every day.

Children begin by loving their parents; as they grow older they judge them; sometimes they forgive them.' Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray