Quotes About Reflection

I love the solitude of reading. I love the deep dive into someone else's story, the delicious ache of a last page.

I Still Have Everything You Gave Me It is dusty on the edges. It is slightly rotten. I guard it without thinking. I focus on it once a year when I shake it out in the wind. I do not ache. I would not trade.

Getting over what you did to me is not why I get out of bed anymore.

Where we live in the world is never one place. Our hearts, those dogged mirrors, keep flashing us moons before we are ready for them.

you will never catch up. Walk around feeling like a leaf know you could tumble at any second. Then decide what to do with your time. --The Art of Disappearing

If someday, in a morning, you see you, in a mirror or the dent of a spoon, and wonder Where is my soul and Where has it gone, remember this: Catch the gaze of a woman on the metro, subway, tram. Look at a man. Seek and you will find you in the silvered space, a flash between souls.

Poetry [is] more necessary than ever as a fire to light our tongues.

Maybe if we re-invent whatever our lives give us we find poems.

I'm writing mostly to thank you for living you eighty years and to tell you I love you and think of you often.

Our lives are but a splash of water on a stone, nothing more. Then I am the stone on which they fell, and they have marked me. So beware, because I loved them, and they have marked me.

You have to make peace with yourself. The key is to find the harmony in what you have.

What are other women really thinking, feeling, experiencing, when they slip away from the gaze and culture of men?

I remember that on the day before you left, I told you that I wanted to change my way of life, and you asked me why I didn't resign from my company right away. This is no place for me to go into details, but I really do want another kind of life. But here, too, I seem incapable of doing anything. That I myself at times become tired of my own weakness is, I'm afraid, no consolation to you.

no one but myself can be blamed for my fall. I have been my own greatest enemy-the cause of my own disastrous fate

My conscience is the tribunal before which I call my conduct.

My son should often read and meditate on history; it is the only real philosophy

It is not genius which reveals to me suddenly, secretly, what I have to say or do in a circumstance unexpected by other people: it is reflection, it is meditation.

Skepticism is a virtue in history as well as in philosophy.

Whatever shall we do in that remote spot? Well, we will write our memoirs. Work is the scythe of time.

We must laugh at man to avoid crying for him.

One must learn to forgive and not to hold a hostile, bitter attitude of mind, which offends those about us and prevents us from enjoying ourselves; one must recognize human shortcomings and adjust himself to them rather than to be constantly finding fault with them.

Ordinarily men exercise their memory much more than their judgment.

Es gibt keine andere Unsterblichkeit als die Erinnerung, die man im Geiste der Menschen zurücklässt.

More gold has been mined from the thoughts of men than has been taken from the earth.