Quotes About Reflection

Don't be yourself — be someone a little nicer.

Spring, summer, and fall fill us with hope; winter alone reminds us of the human condition.

Most sermons sound to me like commercials — but I can't make out whether God is the Sponsor or the Product.

There is always some specific moment when we realize our youth is gone; but years after, we know it was much later.

We come late, if at all, to wine and philosophy: whiskey and action are easier.

There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.

In youth we are plagued by desire; in later years, by the desire to feel desire.

There is always some specific moment when we become aware that our youth is gone but, years after, we know it was much later.

Most of our diversions do not so much delay death as accustom us to it.

In life, as in restaurants, we swallow a lot of indigestible stuff just because it comes with the dinner.

Few of us write great novels; all of us live them.

Throughout our lives, we see in the mirror the same innocent trusting face we have seen there since childhood.

Confession is good for the conscience, but it usually bypasses the soul.

My doctor is nice; every time I see him, I'm ashamed of what I think of doctors in general.

Most of us become parents long before we have stopped being children.

The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive — perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.

True remorse is never just a regret over consequences; it is a regret over motive.

Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had

There are so many things that we wish we had done yesterday, so few that we feel like doing today.

We sometimes feel that we have been really understood, but it was always long ago, by someone now dead.

Life marks us all down, so it's just as well that we start out by overpricing ourselves.

If you hate your lot but wouldn't trade it, it's not your lot you hate.

The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive - perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.

With each passing year, one has less to say, and knows better how to say it.