Quotes About Reflection

Near as I can tell, God intended me to be a witness. Like those little children who survived the concentration camps. He wanted me to tell my story, reach out a hand to anyone I could. And I've done that, thirty years or so.

can barely remember those days, when I had the whole summer off to read.

Neil S. Plakcy

minister's gallery

Did you ever see Pearl's family album? There are no pictures of me as a boy. I skipped right over it. Thousands of pictures of you on bicycles, on ponies, in barber chairs...one picture of me in a 1938 Buick. I looked like Herbert Hoover.

One of benefit of fiction: it puts your mind off your reality when your reality is off-putting.

set a cat among the philosophical pigeons.

Je pense à vous, chère mère et cher père. Avez-vous appris la nouvelle par téléphone? La police est-elle venue vous prévenir au salon de barbier? Je dois éviter de telles réflexions ; sinon, je risque de ne jamais reprendre mon souffle. - Boo

Perhaps the biggest mistake I made in the past was that I believed love was about finding the right person. In reality, love is about becoming the right person. Don't look for the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. Become the person you want to spend your life with.

After all, everyone's favorite subject is themselves.

There are certain bad habits we've groomed our whole life -- from personality flaws to fashion faux pas. And it has been the role of parents and friends, outside of some minor tweaking, to reinforce the belief that we're okay just as we are. But it's not enough to just be yourself. You have to be your best self. And that's a tall order if you haven't found your best self yet.

From my first day inside, I recognized that this odd coupling-housing leprosy patients with federal convicts- would make a great story

We are told to believe in ourselves," he said. "But I'm not sure that's what we are meant to do.

For so many years I had used my connections to get special treatment. I expected people to overlook my tendency to bend the rules or cut corners or even kite checks. Standing in the hallway, temporarily banished from my prison room for illicit possession of office supplies, I felt good about telling the truth. It was a small thing. Nothing at risk but a few sheets of carbon paper. But it felt important.

Sketchbooks and journals are the street lamps that illuminate the artist's journey.

How can you escape from your own conscience, the reality of your own actions?

Self-loathing was on the agenda for the foreseeable future and he found it hard to imagine a way past it.

This is where he had ended up, lying on his back, trying to forget himself.

experience was not yet my friend

Up in the rainbow teepee sky, nonone's looking down on you and i. That's just a mirror in your eye ... If i believe in something, i have to believe in myself ... The world is full of changes; sometimes those changes make me sad ... I think I'll hit the peace trail ...

The past is always judged by the present.

S]cience has contributed a great deal to war and violence, and people well trained in science are sometimes not entirely rational and are even dogmatic. We have to find a way to teach reflectively, not just scientifically.

If spectacle is lacking in everyday life, it may be because we have forgotten where and how to look.

It seemed incredible that it could be the same road, the same asphalt, that they had traveled so many times together. You thought that you were the permanent part of your own experience, the net that held it all together—until you discovered that there were many selves, dissolving into one another so quickly over time that the buildings and the trees and even the pavement turned out to have more substance than you did.