Quotes about Reflection

I was alone again in the unquiet darkness.

Your life on earth will be, as always, the interval between two significant glances in a mundane mirror.

It was too late - everything was too late. For years now he had dreamed the world away, basing his decisions upon emotions unstable as water.

So when the blue smoke of brittle leaves was in the air and the wind blew the wet laundry stiff on the line I decided to come back home.

smoking had come to be an important punctuation mark in the long sentence of a day on the road.

It is in the thirties that we want friends. In the forties we know they won't save us any more than love did.

Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home.

But Dick had come away for his soul's sake, and he began thinking about that. He had lost himself--he could not tell the hour when, or the day or the week, the month or the year.

I had taken two finger-bowls of champagne, and the scene had changed before my eyes into something significant, elemental, and profound.

I always watch for the longest day in the year and then I miss it.

My own rule is to let everything alone.

It was astonishing to think that life had once been the sum of her current love-affairs. It was now the sum of her current problems.