Quotes about Reflection

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.

Receding from a grief, it seems necessary to retrace the same steps that brought us there.

An idea ran backward and forward in his head like a blind man, knocking over the solid furniture.

We drove on toward death through the cooling twilight.

he told me all the things he liked to THINK he thought in the misty past.

It was wearisome to contemplate that animate protoplasm, reasonable by courtesy only, shut up in a car by an incomprehensible civilization, taken somewhere, to do a vague something without aim or significance or consequence.