Quotes About Reflection

You know what, sometimes it seems to me we're living in a world that

My life's harvest is not the building material for anything, neither in my time, now, nor in any other, never.

She often reflected on how her life had turned out, and she was coming to the conclusion that the truth was simple: men needed women more than women needed men.

Philosophical concepts—those were what kept him up at night; they belonged to him.

I often crossed it inadvertently when out that way on my daily rounds. But I also liked to cross it on purpose, deliberately stepping to and fro. A dozen times, or several dozen times. I'd amuse myself like that for half an hour—playing the game of crossing the border. It gave me pleasure, because I could remember the time when it wasn't possible. I love crossing borders.

Whenever I set off on any sort of journey I fall off the radar. No one knows where I am. At the point I departed from? Or at the point I'm headed to? Can there be an in-between?

the vastness of these contents cannot be traversed from word to word- you have to step in between the words, into the unfathomable abysses between ideas. With every step we'll slip and fall.

His only regret is that the little camera can't take a picture of itself.

In essence, one becomes what one participates in. In other words, I am what I look at.

Resztki zostawionej tu osobowo?ci poprzedniego go?cia trzeba zwalczy? swoj? bezosobowo?ci?. Po to jest Przemiana. Resztki odbi? tamtej twarzy w lustrze nie tylko musz? zetrze? szmatk?, ale tak?e zape?ni? lustro moj? bia?o-ró?ow? beztwarzowo?ci?. Tamten zapach zostawiony przez roztargnienie i po?piech musz? zag?uszy? moim bezzapachem.

eye that's constantly watching, and whatever it sees it changes into sentences; in the process it strips reality of its most essential quality—its inexpressibility.

In their heads they perform mute examinations of conscience: Do they have everything, passport, ticket, and papers, have they exchanged money. And where is it they're going. And what for.

Dievas rašo kaire ranka veidrodiniu b?du.

What a methodology! It is tacitly assumed that people don't know themselves, but that if you furnish them with questions that are bright enough, they'll be able to figure themselves all out. They pose themselves a question, and they give themselves an answer. And they'll inadvertently reveal to themselves that secret they know nothing of. And that other assumption, which is terribly dangerous—that we are constant, and that our reactions can be predicted.

Literatura pomaga nam rozpozna? si? w cudzych istnieniach".

Radio stations broadcast without interruption the music of Chopin, since it is thought that this favors concentration and serious reflection.

To wcale nie jest proste. Nie wystarczy zwyk?e sprz?tanie. Resztki zostawionej tu osobowo?ci poprzedniego go?cia trzeba zwalczy? swoj? bezosobowo?ci?. Po to jest Przemiana. Resztki odbi? tamtej twarzy w lustrze nie tylko musz? zetrze? szmatk?, ale tak?e zape?ni? lustro moj? bia?o-ró?ow? beztwarzowo?ci?. Tamten zapach zostawiony przez roztargnienie i po?piech musz? zag?uszy? moim bezzapachem.

I felt as if the words I had spoken that day had soiled my tongue and mouth.

This question was so unexpected that I instantly let myself be carried away by memories. They began to sail past my eyes, and typically for memories, everything in them seemed better, finer, and happier than in reality. It's strange, but we didn't say a word.

For people my age, the places that they truly loved and to which they once belonged are no longer there.

The world has dropped its petals.

Now then, the funeral party. In case you all aint noticed, the first three letters of the word funeral spells fun.

Lordmakeusthankfulfortheseandallourmanyblessin's.Amen

Oh, it wasn't work. I love to read." "Do you really?" "I didn't used to so much. It just seemed to come this year—liking it so, I mean." She turned her face toward him. "When you read a book you like a lot," she went on, "do you try to stop between sentences and look around and think it over, like eating a piece of candy just as slowly as you can, so it will last longer?