Quotes About Reflection

Anyone who believes that a second is faster than a decade did not live my life.

sometimes I can hear my bones straining under the weight of all of the lives I'm not living.

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live, Oskar.     Because if I were able to live my life again, I would do things differently. I would change my life.

My father's face, when he said that, dissolved into a stillness, a sad expression, sadder than human feeling.

But that slip of paper wouldn't disappear, ever, and neither would the image of his prostrate wife, and neither would the thought that if he could, it might greatly improve his life to end it.

Time passed, the world exerted itself, and Jacob and Julia began to forget to do things on purpose.

I'm sorry for my inability to let the unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things.

il te faut seulement comprendre que te retrouver à la case départ n'est pas une régression. Te retrouver quelque part, c'est une déjà une bonne chose en soi - cela veut dire que tu as conscience de ce que tu fais.

I think that this is why I relish writing for you so much. It makes it possible for me to be not like I am, but as I desire for Little Igor to see me. I can be funny, because I have time to meditate about how to be funny, and I can repair my mistakes when I perform mistakes, and I can be a melancholy person in manners that are interesting, not only melancholy. With writing, we have second chances.

I wondered, for the first time in my life, if life was worth all the work it took to live. What exactly made it worth it? What's so horrible about being dead forever, and not feeling anything, and not even dreaming? What's so great about feeling and dreaming?

But I knew that there couldn't be pockets that enormous. In the end, everyone loses everyone.

that night was the first time your mother and I made love since I returned, and the last time we ever made love, it didn't feel like the last time, I'd kissed Anna for the last time, seen my parents for the last time, spoken for the last time, why didn't I learn to treat everything like it was my last time, my greatest regret is how much I believed in the future

I regret that it takes a life to learn how to live, Oskar. Because if I were able to live my life again, I would do things differently. I would change my life. I would kiss my piano teacher, even if he laughed at me. I would jump with Mary on the bed, even if I made a fool of myself. I would send out ugly photographs, thousands of them.

Kötü kiÅŸi, kötü eylemlerini keder etmeyen kimsedir.

my thinking, the cancer of never letting go, is ignorance bliss, I don't know, but it's so painful to think, and tell me, what did thinking ever do for me, to what great place did thinking ever bring me? I think and think and think, I've thought myself out of happiness one million times, but never once into it.

The older one gets, the harder it is to account for time. Children ask: "Are we there yet?" Adults: "How did we get here so quickly?

if I had an answer, it wouldn't really be love, would it?

No není to divné, jak poÃ…â"¢ád roste po?et mrtvých, a?koli ZemÄ› je poÃ…â"¢ád stejná, takže jednou už nezbude v?bec žádné místo, kam by nÄ›kdo dal pohÃ…â"¢bít?

As we drove, I imagined we were standing still and the world was coming toward us.

Za posledních tÃ…â"¢i a p?l tisíce let bylo v celém civilizovaném svÄ›tÄ› jenom dvÄ› stÄ› tÃ…â"¢icet let míru.

Sie war ein Genie der Traurigkeit: Sie badete in Traurigkeit, sie entwirrte die zahlreichen Stränge der Traurigkeit, sie kostete alle zarten Nuancen der Traurigkeit aus. Sie war ein Prisma, durch dass die Traurigkeit in ihr undendlich breit gefächertes Spektrum zerlegt werden kontte.

Autor wspomina w ksi??ce, jak to na jednej z pamiÄ…tkowych notatek pozostawionych po wizycie w rze?ni któreÅ› z odwiedzajÄ…cych jÄ… dzieci napisaÅ'o: DziÄ™kujÄ™ za Å›wiÅ"skie oczy. Faktycznie, przydaÅ'yby nam siÄ™ oczy zwierzÄ…t, ?ebyÅ›my mogli rzeczywiÅ›cie zobaczy?, na czym polega dramat losu, jaki ludzie im zgotowali. Ludzkie najwyra?niej nam nie wystarczajÄ…. - PosÅ'owie Dariusza Gzyry

Si-a lasat familia de izbeliste. Mi-am scris expresia pe creier.

In adancul inimii lor, tinerii sunt mai singuri decat batranii. Am citit asta undeva, intr-o carte si mi-a ramas in cap. Poate ca e adevarat. Poate ca nu. Mai curand, tinerii si batranii sunt singuri in feluri diferite, fiecare in felul sau...