Quotes about Reflection

How easy it is to invent humanity, for anyone at all. What an available temptation.

You must observe the risings of the Sun and the changings of the Moon, because to everything there is a season.

I long for periods without saying anything at all. I can be free of words now, I can lapse back into wordlessness, I can sink back into the rhythyms of transience as if into bed.

I watched your snapshot fade for twenty years.

Sometimes he gets high, on the pot that circulates as freely as cigarettes did once. He thinks he should be enjoying this experience more than he actually does.

Her life began to seem long. Her adrenalin was running out. Soon she would be thirty, and all she could see ahead was more of the same.

Kick in the door, and what did I tell you? Caught in the act, sinfully Scrabbling. Quick, eat those words.

there goes this day, down to where all the other days have gone, each one carrying something away with it.

Maybe nothing happened, maybe these emotions I remember are not the right emotions.

You don't look back along time but down through it, like water. Sometimes this comes to the surface, sometimes that, sometimes nothing. Nothing goes away.

The more difficult it was to love the particular man beside us, the more we believed in Love, abstract and total. We were waiting, always, for the incarnation. That word, made flesh. And sometimes it happened, for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think, I loved you, and the tense would be past

Returning from the dead used to be something I did well I began asking why I began forgetting how