Quotes About Reflection

We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.

Think occasionally of the suffering of which you spare yourself the sight.

In the hopes of reaching the moon men fail to see the flowers that blossom at their feet.

He who does not reflect his life back to God in gratitude does not know himself.

Afterward Hitler sat alone with me in the bay window of the dining room, while the twilight fell. For a long time he looked out of the window in silence. Then he said pensively: "There are two possibilities for me: To win through with all my plans, or to fail. If I win, I shall be one of the greatest men in history. If I fail, I shall be condemned, despised, and damned.

I would like to stay like this, lazy, warm, in the silence where only our regular breathing can be heard, without ever having to make gestures, speak words which sell us out and betray us; this moment is real and alive, I stretch it into eternity...

You can't wash away overnight several years of clockwork routine and constant disassembling of self.

Look back only for as long as you must, Then go forward into the history you will make. Be good, then better.

His bread incident was just like my own story of getting run over. I didn't get hurt, exactly, though I did get to see the underside of something I thought I knew but I didn't. My father and I, in our turn, got to see something new in the middle of what was absolutely familiar, which is the hardest place to see it. Neither of us ever forgot.

These are the maps we make of ourselves, The foods and mountains, the world, The stars, the air we are for each other— These are the measure. We are ourselves, Every inch a mile for each other. My friend, that's all. And it is everything. We used to be somebody else, One here, one there, but now together We are today, and will be tomorrow.

It was just spooky . . . . The Bird-man, the War-man, those guys, and that day we tried to find out something. I don't know if we did, though. Maybe that was the point. Maybe it was something about what's personal. I don't know, but it's lasted a long time.

Tras el vivir y el soñar, está lo que más importa: despertar. ANTONIO MACHADO

I'd like to have enough time and quiet To think about absolutely nothing, To not ever feel myself living, To only know myself in others' eyes, reflected.

I don't regret anything I was before because I still am. I only regret not having loved you. Put your hands in mine And let's be quiet, surrounded by life.

I don't always feel what I know I should feel. My thought crosses the river I swim very slowly Because the suit men made it wear weighs it down.

The river of my village doesn't make you think about anything. When you're at its bank you're only at its bank.

Also at times, on the surface of streams, Water?bubbles form And grow and burst And have no meaning at all Except that they're water?bubbles Growing and bursting.

I'm in no hurry. What for? The sun and moon aren't in a hurry: they're right. Hurrying is believing people can get past their legs, Or that, jumping, they can land past their shadow. No; I don't know how to hurry.

Ser poeta não é uma ambição minha. É a minha maneira de estar sozinho.

She goes on with her beautiful hair and mouth like before, I go on like before, alone in the field. It's like my head had been lowered, And if I think this, and raise my head And the golden sun dries the need to cry I can't stop having. How vast the field and interior love... ! I look, and I forget, like dryness where there was water and trees losing their leaves.

Nem sempre consigo sentir o que sei que devo sentir. O meu pensamento só muito devagar atravessa o rio a nado Porque lhe pesa o fato que os homens o fizeram usar.

Pensar é não compreender.

Há metafísica bastante em não pensar em nada.

Ser poeta no es una ambición mía. Es mi manera de estar solo