Quotes About Reflection

The imagination imitates. It is the critical spirit that creates.

One's real life is so often the life that one does not lead.

Nowadays most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.

To have become a deeper man is the privilege of those who have suffered.

Experience is the name everyone gives to his mistakes.

Prayer must never be answered: if it is, it ceases to be prayer and becomes correspondence.

Beauty is a form of genius--is higher, indeed, than genius, as it needs no explanation. It is of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon.

Education is an admirable thing, but it is well worth remembering from time to time that nothing that is worth knowing can be taught.

Life imitates art more than art imitates life.

If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.

Experience is merely the name men gave to their mistakes.

I think God, in creating man, somewhat overestimated his ability.

If you can become a mirror you have become a meditator. Meditation is nothing but skill in mirroring. And now, no word moves inside you so there is no distraction.

Don't look for God in the sky; look within your own body.

Whatever happened yesterday was the past.

A man who is afraid of death will be afraid of life also, because life brings death. If you are afraid of the enemy and you close your door, the friend will also be prohibited.

I am wearied to death with life. There's nothing it has that I want, but I celebrate my naked earth, there's no other world to descant.

In my loving dying heart a twilight is coming, a last ray, gently reproaching. from Stone: 24 By Osip Mandelstam Translated by Clarence Brown and W. S. Merwin

Ist die Literatur vielleicht ein Bär, der seine Pfote leckt, ein bleierner Schlaf nach getaner Pflicht, auf dem Diwan des Arbeitszimmers?

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Instauro brechas e vãos. O mundo é uma constelação de espadas regirantes e todas as manhãs, esta pergunta me assalta: "Como sobreviver?

The Messenger of Allah sallallahu alaihi wa sallam, said: Whosoever expands his knowledge without a parallel increase in his piety will only have grown in his separation from Allah.