Quotes About Reflection

All things, when measured in spans of years, seem simple. But human lives do not occur in years but slowly, day by day. A year may be easy, but its days are hard indeed.

The way I see it, I'm dead, and so are you. What do dead people do for fun around here?

Yes. I'm married. But that is a thing between me and Dovid, do you see? And whatever harm you might do to it has been done already. There is nothing more. And whatever pain I may give him, I have caused already. I know that. And whatever God may think of me, He thinks already.

She thinks to herself, If I was saved, there must be a reason.

She has always known exactly how to be silent.

We should remember this. Often it may seem that time has taken us very far from our origin. But if we take only a few more steps, we will round the corner and see a familiar place. And sometimes it may seem that in all our traveling we have returned to the place where we began. But although the view may be similar, it will never be identical; we should remember that there is no return.

How many miracles does it take? Not too many.

You need a window into another world to work out what you think of your own.

Often it may seem that time has taken us very far from our origin. But if we take only a few more steps, we will round the corner and see a familiar place. And sometimes it may seem that in all our traveling we have returned to the place where we began. But although the view may be similar, it will never be identical; we should remember that there is no return.

I'm not who I was.

We don't have to ask ourselves what they will do if they win. We've already seen it.

No man should be told he's a god while he still lives,' he said at last. 'It doesn't promote good thinking.

A volte penso che la mia vita sia una punizione per la mia inadeguatezza, e che l'inadeguatezza a sua volta sia una punizione. Ma penso: se Dio mi vuole punire, così sia. È un Suo diritto. Ma è mio diritto disobbedire

This is how we make sense of the world, by trapping it in words and sentences, by pinning it like a butterfly to a felt backcloth, killing it to keep it still, so we may trace its lines.

Our words will swallow us. We have spat them out, but in the end they will drown us

Anger is a manifestation of a deeper issue... and that, for me, is based on insecurity, self-esteem and loneliness.

The closer you are to death, the more you want to live.

A dead end street is a good place to turn around.

I sat on the edge of my bed for a minute. Then, just like she'd told me to do, I opened my curtains. The sky was blue, and the windows of my apartment were in the right direction to get morning sunshine. I started my coffee, then went to open Twitter to read while it brewed. A pop-up message appeared instead: Don't read Twitter. Here is a link to the Abelique discussion board community for artists.

Forget the story.

It comes, I suppose," I said thoughtfully, speaking to the air, "of spending too much time alone indoors, and forgetting that living things don't always stay where you put them.

I love having existential crises at bedtime, it's so restful.

It is so easy to make mistakes when you are a parent. The easiest thing in the world," Marsha said. "But you can only do what you think is best at the moment. Maybe you will be smarter the next day, or the next month, or in five years. But it doesn't help you at the moment. You need to forgive yourself.

What is wrong with life is human memory, she thought. What is the point of life and history--all that human beings sacrifice and endure, overcome and rejoice over--if we do not remember? What point are the centuries, years, months, hours, minutes, if they slip through our fingers, if we learn nothing?