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We conquer the Independence Day aliens by having a Macintosh laptop computer upload a software virus to the mothership (which happens to be one-fifth the mass of the Moon), thus disarming its protective force field. I don’t know about you, but back in 1996 I had trouble just uploading files to other computers within my own department, especially when the operating systems were different. There is only one solution: the entire defense system for the alien mothership must have been powered by the same release of Apple Computer’s system software as the laptop computer that delivered the virus.
— Neil deGrasse Tyson, Space Chronicles: Facing the Ultimate Frontier
The meteorites of 1908 and 1947 had struck uninhabited wilderness
—  but by the end of the twenty-first century there was no region left on Earth that could be safely used for celestial target practice.
Time has come to reconsider the existence of aether in space due to recent developments in science on existence of dark energy in space.
— Devinder Kumar Dhiman
Visiting Saturn sounds like a lot of fun but you will die!
— Craig Benzine
distance is created by time is further than space
— cG9sYXJhZGl0aWE=
Whenever I watch a documentary about the space, I find the news in the world very funny and dull!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Time and space were, from Death's point of view, merely things that he'd heard described. When it came to Death, they ticked the box marked Not Applicable. It might help to think of the universe as a rubber sheet, or perhaps not.
— Terry Pratchett, Hogfather
Okay, so either (a) I just teleported somewhere else entirely (b) they can fold space like no one's business or (c) they are simply ignoring all the rules.
— Eliezer Yudkowsky, Harry Potter and the Methods of Rationality
For the moment we might very well can them DUNNOS (for Dark Unknown Nonreflective Nondetectable Objects Somewhere).
— Bill Bryson, A Short History of Nearly Everything
We, all of us, are what happens when a primordial mixture of hydrogen and helium evolves for so long that it begins to ask where it came from.
— Jill Tarter
There is no strife, no prejudice, no national conflict in outer space as yet. Its hazards are hostile to us all. Its conquest deserves the best of all mankind, and its opportunity for peaceful cooperation many never come again. But why, some say, the moon? Why choose this as our goal? And they may well ask why climb the highest mountain? Why, 35 years ago, fly the Atlantic? Why does Rice play Texa...s? We choose to go to the moon. We choose to go to the moon in this decade and do the other things, not because they are easy, but because they are hard, because that goal will serve to organize and measure the best of our energies and skills, because that challenge is one that we are willing to accept, one we are unwilling to postpone, and one which we intend to win, and the others, too.
— John F. Kennedy
He balanced in space with the book in his sweating cold fingers.
— Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451
I loved looking at the stars—they put in perspective how small I was compared to the Universe. Each of those hundreds of billions of stars was its own sun. It could have its own solar system of planets orbiting around it, and some of those planets could even contain life. The vastness of possibilities in space reminded me that while my life felt important, it was tiny in the scheme of things. Human civilization was only a blink on the radar of time. Did anyone else have these moments of amazement over the existence of humanity, when they are in awe of how they are here, and alive, even if it’s only for a short while?
— Michelle Madow, Timeless
The beginning of Eternity, The end of time and space, The beginning of every end, And the end of every place. What am I?
— Georgia Byng, Molly Moon & the Morphing Mystery
Seulement la terre qui obéit,sait bien qu'elle tourne en rond,tandis que nous vers l'infininous précipitons.Translation:But the obedient Earth well knowsthat she moves round and round,whereas we hurtle downtoward infinity.
— Rainer Maria Rilke, The Complete French Poems of Rainer Maria Rilke
The character of the architectural forms and spaces which all people habitually encounter are powerful agencies in determining the nature of their thoughts, their emotions and their actions, however unconscious of this they may be.
— Hugh Ferriss, The Metropolis of Tomorrow
I was moved beyond words. The train ride over the mountains from lake Titticaca to Cusco reminded me of Africa where I grew up; and 4 days walking on the Inca Trail, then more in the jungle, just magnificent - time, space, and splendour. Our planet is superb!
— Jay Woodman
The vastness of possibilities in space reminded me that while my life felt important, it was tiny in the scheme of things. Human civilization was only a blink on the radar of time.
— Michelle Madow, Timeless
You know on crime shows where they put a sample in a machine, push a button, and it magics them up a description of what it is?”“Ahh yes. I’m familiar”“Like that, but with less magic” Amy squinted, blinked, and shook her head at the screen. “I take it back; this one might actually contain magic
— Bella Bancroft, The Ladies who Launch
Gravity hurts.
— Viktor Alexandrov Moon Hoax
When I consider the small span of my life absorbed in the eternity of all time, or the small part of space which I can touch or see engulfed by the infinite immensity of spaces that I know not and that know me not, I am frightened and astonished to see myself here instead of there … now instead of then.
— Blaise Pascal
We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase 'to live like men.
— Edward Abbey
Everybody was hoping for something, talking about our new life to come and all that they hoped from it. Fresh air, whatever that’s supposed to mean. Real gravity, instead of the fake kind that broke every now and then (even though no one over fifteen would admit that it was actually really fun when it did). All the wide open spaces we’d have, all the new people we’d meet when we woke them up, ignoring completely what happened to the original settlers, super- confident that we were so much better equipped that nothing bad could possibly happen to us.All this hope, and here I was, right at the very edge of it, looking out into the darkness, the first to see it coming, the first to greet it when we found out what it really looked like.
— Patrick Ness, The New World
THERE IT IS,’ my mother says, and what she means is that the dot we’ve been nearing for weeks, the one that’s been growing into a larger dot with two smaller dots circling it, has now become even larger than that, growing from a dot to a disc, shining back the light from its sun, until you can see the blue of its oceans, the green of its forests, the white of its polar caps, a circle of colour against the black beyond.
— Patrick Ness, The New World
Reflect upon your present blessings -- of which every man has many -- not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.
— Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol and Other Christmas Writings
One of the saddest things in life, is the things one remembers.
— Agatha Christie
Sometimes, you have to look back in order to understand the things that lie ahead.
— Yvonne Woon, Dead Beautiful
Sorry, always sorry. What in the world can you buy with an apology?
— Marie Lu, The Young Elites
I couldn't imagine that I'd ever fall in love again like I had with Gideon. For better or worse, he was my soulmate. The other half of me. In many ways, he was my reflection.
— Sylvia Day, Reflected in You
There was a brief silence in which the distant echo of Hagrid smashing down a wooden front door seemed to reverberate through the intervening years.
— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows
Nico was devastatingly alone. He’d lost his big sister Bianca. He’d pushed away all other demigods who’d tried to get close to him. His experiences at Camp Half-Blood, in the Labyrinth and in Tartarus had left him scarred, afraid to trust anyone.
— Rick Riordan, The Blood of Olympus
I am a writer of books in retrospect. I talk in order to understand
—  I teach in order to learn
Reflection must be reserved for solitary hours; whenever she was alone, she gave way to it as the greatest relief; and not a day went by without a solitary walk, in which she might indulge in all the delight of unpleasant recollections.
— Jane Austen
Sleep seems to hammer out for me the logical conclusions of my vague days, and offer them to me as dreams. 
— D.H. Lawrence
The past can't be changed, can it? It can just be forgiven.
— Elizabeth George
Reflection comes between us and every other person and object in the world. An object or a person can be reflected in so many different ways. Yet the heart of an object or the essence of the heart can never be reflected. All faith and creativity is the hunger to cross over this frontier, it is the desire for pure and total encounter and belonging. Love is an affair between a reflection and its object.
— John O'Donohue, Four Elements: Reflections on Nature
That's why Twinkle likes the place so much, Scott thought, looking around at the faded wood veneer tables, and the faded souls drinking at them. Misery was soaked through the place like the old beer soaked through its carpets.
— R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree
The girl in the mirror wasn't who I wanted to be and her life wasn't the one I wanted to have.
— Francesca Lia Block, Pink Smog
Bewilderment increases in the presence of the mirrors.
— Tarjei Vesaas, The Boat in the Evening
Sometimes, a girl just has to dive under the duvet and regroup.
— Jody Gehrman, Confessions of a Triple Shot Betty
Water is the most versatile of all elements. It isn't afraid to burn in fire or fade into the sky, it doesn't hesitate to shatter against sharp rocks in rainfall or drown into the dark shroud of the earth. It exists beyond all eginnings and ends. On the surface nothing will shift, but deep in underground silence, water will hide and with soft fingers coax a new channel for itself, until stone gives in and slowly settles around the secret space.  Death is water's close companion, and neither of them can be separated from us, for we are made of the versatilitiy of water and the closeness of death. Water doesn't belong to us, be we belong to water: when it has passed through our fingers and pores and bodies, nothing separates us from earth.
— Emmi Itäranta, Memory of Water
How could you cleanse yourself if you couldn’t forget?
— Ann Brashares, My Name Is Memory
Rarely if ever, moments come that are so defining in our lives. The years are glutted with benign matters which impact us more deeply than we could have ever imagined in our youth.
— Joel T. McGrath
Deciding to wait, Scott sat down with a pint away from the bar at a corner table and lit a cigarette. The clientele in there on Sunday afternoon were the same as most other afternoons. From middle-aged to old men, drinking and cursing at the world like it was the last bus which had just left the stop without them.
— R.D. Ronald, The Elephant Tree
I leaned over the sink, closer to my reflection, and stare at myself hard. I don't know what I see. I don't even know what I want to see.
— Nina LaCour
A democratic civilization will save itself only if it makes the language of the image into a stimulus for critical reflection — not an invitation for hypnosis.
— Umberto Eco, The Screen Education Reader: Cinema, Television, Culture
I think before I act---and then think again. I am not entirely a coward, but I do not lose myself in action as you do.
— John Christopher, Beyond the Burning Lands
The emotions between the races could never be pure; even love was tarnished by the desire to find in the other some element that was missing in ourselves. Whether we sought out our demons or salvation, the other race would always remain just that: menacing, alien, and apart.
— Barack Obama, Dreams from My Father: A Story of Race and Inheritance
There is, I believe, no person, however insignificant in the world, but, if an account of his life and adventures were committed to paper, would be entertaining in some degree: the follies of our own life, and those we are liable to be drawn into by others, will constantly afford matter for serious reflection.
— Henry Spencer Ashbee
When do I see a photograph, when a reflection?
— Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly
Let us not, in the pride of our superior knowledge, turn with contempt from the follies of our predecessors. The study of the errors into which great minds have fallen in the pursuit of truth can never be uninstructive. As the man looks back to the days of his childhood and his youth, and recalls to his mind the strange notions and false opinions that swayed his actions at the time, that he may wonder at them; so should society, for its edification, look back to the opinions which governed ages that fled.
— Charles Mackay, Extraordinary Popular Delusions and the Madness of Crowds
has it ever occurred to you that where there is no anger, there is also no love?
— Siobhan Dowd
The outer world is a reflection of our inner selves.
— Bryant McGill
Oh yes. It's open all right, but not many people come in here to look at me now so there's no point in selling tickets. No one is interested in a man who professes to be a monster. They'll give me notice very soon. I started out being a great attraction, but people soon understood that what fascinated them about me was no more than the reflection of their own deformities. All I do is how them what is inside themselves,' He added mournfully.
— Isobelle Carmody, Greylands
When I was a child, I understood the things of my childhood. Now that I have grown into a man, I understand less of the world than I did as a lad.
— Joel T. McGrath
I’ve come to realize the power of reflection, the kind that comes only from contemplation. Synchronizing ourselves with the awe-inspiring environment around us is indeed a tremendous feat that, at some point or another, we must all undergo, alone yet together.
— Kayla Severson, Nature's 1st Gem Is Green
Taking the time to reflect on how you arrived at where you are today can have a massive impact on what your life will be like tomorrow.
— Akiroq Brost
As facing the sea reveals the skyand facing the sky reveals the seafacing my soul reveals your soul
— Xiaobo Liu, June Fourth Elegies
To ‘stop and smell the roses’ we must first believe that there’s a rose garden out there somewhere. And in this jaded world of ours, the refusal to believe in gardens leaves most of us ref of roses.
— Craig D. Lounsbrough
We must always reflect only what we wish to see reflected within us.
— Robin Sacredfire
Man lives in the midst of images. Literature offers him a critical image of himself.
— Jean-Paul Sartre, Between Existentialism and Marxism
Every word spoken is a reflection of your inner beliefs!
— Harrish Sairaman
Children from all over the world have the same religion, childhood!
— Viorel Muha
When I look in the mirror,I see me.Who do you see?
— Anthony T. Hincks
Start seeing yourself as God sees you, see yourself through God’s eyes
— Sunday Adelaja
It's strange how money seems to silence a neighborhood," I say quietly. "On my street, where no one has money, it's so loud. Sirens blaring, people shouting, car doors slamming, stereos thumping. There's always someone, somewhere, making noise.
— Colleen Hoover, Never Never
We lie in wait for the right moment and the just cause, which, at this moment, is simply wanting to live.
— Viet Thanh Nguyen, The Sympathizer
Reflection is an all-consuming, in-depth, and serious thought process that is required in a paradigm shift.
— Farshad Asl, The "No Excuses" Mindset: A Life of Purpose, Passion, and Clarity
Tomorrow the mirrors will mock me
— Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova
We need people to think. We need people to think better. We need people to think more. Reflection is a valuable tool, but only in the way to drive a way forward.
— Tony Curl, Seriously Simple Stuff to Get You Unstuck
I walked out this evening to the bottom of the garden and smoked a cigarette. Last week I planted an acer in the furthest bed from the house, in honour of our new baby. The sapling is as tall as me and, by all accounts, it can grow forty feet tall. So, in thirty year's time, if we're still here I can come back and see this tree in its maturity. But the thought depresses me: in thirty years' time I'll be in my mid-sixties and I realize that these forward projections that you make, so unreflectingly, in your life are beginning to run out. Suppose I'd said in forty years' time? That would be pushing it, Fifty? I'll probably be gone by then. Sixty? Dead and buried, for sure. Thank Christ I didn't plant an oak. Is that a good definition of of marking the ageing watershed? That moment when you realize-quite rationally, quite unemotionally-that the world in the not-so-distant future will not contain you: that the trees you planted will continue growing but you will not be there to see them.
— William Boyd
I’m saving my free time for when I am dead
—  I figured I will need a lot of time in the next life to reflect on what the fuck is wrong with this life.
The private things of lifewhat you do when eyes are averted, curtains are drawn shut, the expected are delayed, wife and kids vacate for leisurely merriments, when doors are latched, your eyes are held captive, ‘priority’ beckons, and ‘the’ perverse emerges…..Tantamount to accountability is transparency which tends toward freedom!…. what you do in private is who you really are!
— roy valenzuela
Reflection is an underlining theme of Design Thinking.
— Pearl Zhu, Thinkingaire: 100 Game Changing Digital Mindsets to Compete for the Future
If you don't pay the price for success, you'll pay the price for failure.
— Zig Ziglar
Industrial liquid gas containers were left open and venting gas into the indoor environment in high altitude astronomy. On reflection, I realized that I routinely observed mental and physical effects that match those of a low oxygen environment in staff that I supervised.
— Steven Magee
If you would seek to find yourselflook not in the mirrorfor there is but a shadow there'A stranger....SILENIUS, ODES TO TRUTH
— Sidney Sheldon, A Stranger In The Mirror
When several creatures, men or animals, have worked together to overcome something offering resistance and have at last succeeded, there follows often a pause, as though they felt the propriety of paying respect to the adversary who has put up so good a fight. The great tree falls, splitting, cracking, rushing down in leaves to the final, shuddering blow along the ground. Then the foresters are silent, and do not at once sit down. After hours, the deep snowdrift has been cleared and the lorry is ready to take the men home out of the cold. But they stand a while, leaning on their spades and only nodding unsmilingly as the car-drivers go through, waving their thanks.
— Richard Adams, Watership Down
So crucify the ego, before it's far too late,To leave behind this place so negative and blindAnd cynical - and you will come to find that, We are all one mind capable of All that's imagined and all conceivable,Just let the light touch youAnd let the words spill through,And let them pass right throughBringing out our hope and reason,Before we pine away
— Maynard James Keenan
We often try to see the reflections of the people who left us in the people who come to stay with us and in the course of doing so, we often try to change them to someone who they are not and we often end up turning them into the pieces of same shattered mirror that used to hurt us before they came.
— Akshay Vasu
Life shouldn’t be measured in hours for the vagueness in which they exist, but moments; moments are memorable and we could easily say that a short life filled with a stock of extraordinary memories is worth a thousand times what a long, boring and loveless one is.
— Emiliano Campuzano, Cielo Por Tu Luz
...if a man’s thirst is quenched by power, then all other desires are of no worth to him.
— J.D. Netto, The Whispers of the Fallen
That's how it goes these days, huh? Moving forward at the sounds of horns on highways, at the cue of traffic signals, turnstiles, tollbooths, ushered and rushed to the next stop on the itinerary, and there are days on the commuter train in the winter when it's got dark early and you can't see out because of the reflection and you might put down your paper or put aside your book and really look at yourself, because amid the noise and the smoke and the strangers and what's become of your life: there you are.
— Wilton Barnhardt, Emma Who Saved My Life
drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it as the axis on which the world revolves
— Thich Nhat Hanh
In his life he too, like all people, had harboured ideas and dreams. Some he had fulfilled for himself; some had been granted to him. Many things had remained out of reach, or barely had he reached them than they were torn from his hands again. But he was still here. And in the mornings after the first snowmelt, when he walked across the dew-soaked meadow outside his hut and lay down on one of the flat rocks scattered there, the cool stone at his back and the first warm rays of sun on his face, he felt that many things had not gone so badly after all.
— Robert Seethaler, Ein ganzes Leben
A selfie is nothing more than just an external reflection of yourself
— Munia Khan
I never understood what Jaime saw in you, apart from his own reflection.
— George R.R. Martin
Then, in that case, all the rest, all that I thought I thought and all that I felt I felt, all the rest before me now, in fact... O, give it up old chap! Sleep it off!
— James Joyce
For the liquor of Miss Amelia has a special quality of its own. It is clean and sharp on the tongue, but once down a man it glows inside him for a long time afterward. And that is not all. It is known that if a message is written with lemon juice on a clean sheet of paper there will be no sign of it. But if the paper is held for a moment to the fire then the letters turn brown and the meaning becomes clear. Imagine that the whisky is the fire and that the message is that which is known only in the soul of a man – then the worth of Miss Amelia's liquor can be understood. Things that have gone unnoticed, thoughts that have been harbored far back in the dark mind, are suddenly recognized and comprehended. A spinner who has thought only of the loom, the dinner pail, the bed, and then the loom again – this spinner might drink some on a Sunday and come across a marsh lily. And in his palm he might hold this flower, examining the golden dainty cup, and in him suddenly might come a sweetness keen as pain. A weaver might look up suddenly and see for the first time the cold, weird radiance of midnight January sky, and a deep fright at his own smallness stop his heart. Such things as these, then, happen when a man has drunk Miss Amelia's liquor. He may suffer, or he may be spent with joy – but the experience has shown the truth; he has warmed his soul and seen the message hidden there.
— Carson McCullers, The Ballad of the Sad Café and Other Stories
Solitude does not necessarily mean living apart from others; rather, it means never living apart from one’s self.A Hidden Wholeness: The Journey Toward an Undivided Life
— Parker J. Palmer, A Hidden Wholeness: The Journey Toward an Undivided Life
There is a third choice besides being busy and killing time, something profound.
— James Rozoff
You are a mirror of yourself in others. Whatever you want, give. Be the best reflection of yourself.
— Karen A. Baquiran
When I give something I do not possess, I give a false and dangerous gift, a gift that looks like love but is, in reality, loveless—a gift given more from my need to prove myself than from the other’s need to be cared for. That kind of giving is not only loveless but faithless, based on the arrogant and mistaken notion that God has no way of channeling love to the other except through me. Yes, we are created in and for community, to be there, in love, for one another. But community cuts both ways: when we reach the limits of our own capacity to love, community means trusting that someone else will be available to the person in need.
— Parker J. Palmer, Let Your Life Speak: Listening for the Voice of Vocation
A city no worse than others, a city rich and vigorous and full of pride, a city lost and beaten and full of emptiness.
— Raymond Chandler, The Long Goodbye
He said that the music—its order and precision—helped him find the patterns in things—the way through the confusion of events and opinions to direction, to order, and beyond, to inspiration.
— Geraldine Brooks, The Secret Chord
You are not the one you see in themirror. You are the one who isshining in the eyes of others
— Tarun J. Tejpal
The malice thus becomes wholly real and the benevolence largely imaginary.
— C.S. Lewis
In a very real way, then, materials are a reflection of who we are, a multi-scale expression of our human need and desires.
— Mark Miodownik, Stuff Matters: Exploring the Marvelous Materials That Shape Our Man-Made World
What is love really, but two imperfect people staring at their reflection and loving what they see...because someone chose to stand beside them.
— Bella Vespira
Here, brush this old hair aside; it blinds me, that I seem to weep. Locks so grey did never grow but from out some ashes! But do I look very old, so very, very old, Starbuck? I feel deadly faint, bowed, and humped, as though I were Adam, staggering beneath the piled centuries since Paradise.
— Herman Melville, Moby-Dick or, The Whale
We will make ourselves comfortable and sleep, and eat as much as we can stuff into our bellies, and drink and smoke so that hours are not wasted. Life is short.
— Erich Maria Remarque
Which is better: to dare to look directly into the blinding present, no matter how painful, or to await the detachment of hindsight -- which, being less painful, is more objective?
— Thomas Buergenthal
It was evenings like that when beneath dim light and relaxing in a sultry bath that she missed him the most. A flicker of candlelight, wind breathing snow against the window and the soothing scent of creme caramel – all were a comfort to her as she closed her eyes, summoned memories and many a tender thought. She didn't feel deserving of the devotion bestowed upon her, but she had finally learned to accept its wondrous gift, knowing that love was the source of existence and its only end.
— Donna Lynn Hope
I pretend to be stupid to reveal your cockiness,I pretend to be helpless to reveal your selfishness,I pretend to be annoying to reveal your patience,I pretend to be vulnerable to reveal your kindliness, Every action I take has a purpose,Every action you take divulges what you truly are.
— Phan Qi Xiang
When you know who you are, what you stand for and that all your intentions are forthright, it will not matter what anyone labels you. You walk taller, you act with assurance, you speak with certainty, you carry yourself with dignity, you convey honesty and you embrace all this with humility. Classify that attitude however you like. I know what it really is: giving honor to God by being a reflection of His goodness. Never be ashamed to wear that label proudly.
— Carlos Wallace, Life Is Not Complicated-You Are: Turning Your Biggest Disappointments Into Your Greatest Blessings
The middle of the week is a great time to reflect on what was done and still needs to be done before the end of the week.
— David Dweck
He caught a glimpse of himself in the rear-view mirror, but instead of the handsome, successful, owner of a billion-dollar corporation, he saw the remnants of the unpopular, socially-awkward, Magic The Gathering-obsessed nerd he left behind all those years ago. That gorgeous and psychotic minx on the fifteenth floor cracked his mirror, and he saw his true reflection.
— Emmie White, Captive
When I look back and reflect even to this day I made the decision to stop feeling sorry for myself and to move forward even when I felt like I didn't want to
— Shellie Palmer
Is Wisdom derived from the accumulation of one's experiences, or rather one's thoughtful reflection upon what he has learned throughout the process?
— Christopher Earle
TRY TO LOOK AT YOURSELF IN THE MIRROR AT HOME BEFORE BED. DID I DO EVERYTHING TO THE BEST OF MY ABILITY TODAY? WAS I HONEST ABOUT EVERY ACTION AND WORD SPOKEN TODAY? REALLY? WHO YOU LYIN' TO? YOURSELF? THAT'S PRETTY LAME. I'LL TRY HARDER TOMORROW. JUST DON'T USE! DON'T. USE.
— Duff McKagan
Success depends on our choice of deployment (in terms of both quantity and/ or Quality) of the 86400 spells (Hindi- Pal) available each day for reflection, correction, and improvement,towards the journey for perfection.
— Priyavrat Thareja
Only by glaring into the depths of ones own reflection can we find our true selves. It is here where the mirrored voices of our souls speak and can be heard.
— Paul Morabito, Mirrored Voices: Emerging Poets Anthology
Later, months later, when Jude thought back to the way it all went down -how did a burnout like him end up straight edge?- he'd remember that ambulance, just like the one he'd been unconscious inside. Its red cross, when viewed from the right angle, was an X on its side.
— Eleanor Henderson, Ten Thousand Saints
The warmth and sun-drenched days of late summer, had been replaced by the cold, darkness of November, where the crisp chill served as a precursor to a winter that would long overstay its welcome once the holidays had past.
— Matt Micros, Five Days: Which Days Would You Choose?
What if everyone's life was judged solely by the worst thing they'd ever done?
— Matt Micros, The Knights of Redemption
Oh, listen. Listen!' A sound like a big crowd a good way off, excited and shouting, getting closer. We stand up and scan the empty sky. Suddenly there they are (the geese), a wavering V headed directly over the hilltop, quite low, beating southward down the central flyway and talking as they pass. We stay quiet suspending our human conversation until their garulity fades and their wavering lines are invisible in the sky.They have passed over us like an eraser over a blackboard, wiping away whatever was there before they came.
— Wallace Stegner
A woman should never go so far with someone, that she cannot come back alone...not for love..not for society…not for herself. It took me so long to find my way back.
— Priyanka Naik, Twists Of Fate
It was painful to consider that the nation which could produce the world's greatest battleships was unable under pressure to produce a single satisfactory torpedo boat.
— Tameichi Hara, Japanese Destroyer Captain: Pearl Harbor, Guadalcanal, Midway - The Great Naval Battles As Seen Through Japanese Eyes
Edith (the future Mrs. Teddy Roosevelt) developed a lifelong devotion to drama and poetry. "I have gone back to Shakespeare, as I always do," she would write seven decades later.
— Doris Kearns Goodwin, The Bully Pulpit: Theodore Roosevelt, William Howard Taft, and the Golden Age of Journalism
As ever, books remained a medium through which Theodore and Edith connected and interpreted larger world.
— Doris Kearns Goodwin, The Bully Pulpit: Theodore Roosevelt, William Howard Taft, and the Golden Age of Journalism
The story goes that one day Socrates stood gazing at a stall that sold allkinds of wares. Finally he said, “What a lot of things I don’t need!
— Jostein Gaarder
There are songs that make you cry, right?""Sure," I say."When you're dead, everything in the world is like a song that makes you cry.
— Adam Selzer, I Kissed a Zombie, and I Liked It
Do you think that romantic love is natural; that the life of trade is honorable; that freedom of worship is desirable? Very likely you think none of those things; you have uncritically absorbed them, and only since you came to college begun to learn that they are al comparatively recent and local notions, the products of past conflicts and choices. As the hand of the dyer is tinged by what it works in, so your tastes, ambitions, and values take their quality from a context that was created for you before you were born.
— Denham Sutcliffe, What Shall We Defend?: Essays And Addresses
If I could only teach you one thing about the world, it would be to Appreciate and be as present as possible in every moment. Take everything in and try and learn from it. No matter how tangled things get, there is always a lesson to be learned in the untangling of those things.
— Bethany Brookbank, Write like no one is reading
Reflection can be its own reward.
— Alena Graedon
And instead of dying Immediately after they shot him, he would go on to survive several days solely because of the cold that January. Maybe that's why we are drawn to those who posses the coldest of hearts ... In effort to survive. 
— Bethany Brookbank, Write like no one is reading
Today I hope to live life. To wake each morning and persevere through the struggles. To understand that there is reason and purpose. I choose to find my path and strive upon it, rising everytime I fall. I choose to keep smiling through the pain, and not be discouraged by others who choose disappointment and despair. I choose to be kind even in the face of animosity. To not become fearful in the presence of hatred. I choose to let go of hurt and forgive. Mend what is broken, I choose to wear my scars, and choose not to be a victim.I choose to stand with truth, my truth, my worth, and stand against all injustice. I choose the life gifted to me, till life is no more.
— Aisha Mirza
It is in the quiet moments of reflection that we can gain a greater feeling of hope when we remember and recognize all the positive things that are happening during this time of great difficulty.
— Laura   Lane, Two Mothers, One Prayer: Facing your Child's Cancer with Hope, Strength, and Courage
We don’t really communicate […]. We talk all right, talk in that strange language we’ve evolved for the purposes of avoiding communication. That non-language we’ve created. Perhaps it’s a sign that civilisation is regressing. Something is anyway.
— Irvine Welsh, Ecstasy
There was a lull. Sammy was staring across the room at George Opdyke, the three-time Pulitzer Prize winner. I was about to say he was lost in thought, but Sammy was never really lost, and he never actually thought, for that implied deep reflection. He was figuring. Miss Goldblum edged her undernourished white hand into his. Sammy played with it absent-mindedly, like a piece of silverware.
— Budd Schulberg, What Makes Sammy Run?
On the still calm waters of surrender, the reflections of clarity appear.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
He wasn't a whole person any longer, but only half of something not yet made.
— Diana Gabaldon, Drums of Autumn
But glad to have sat underThunder and rain with you,And grateful tooFor sunlight on the garden.
— Louis MacNeice, Collected Poems of Louis MacNeice
Our truest reflection reveals that we are what we think, we are what we say and we are what we continuously do.
— Jason Versey, A Walk with Prudence
When there is a beautiful reflection, we know not where to look, to the reflection or to the reflected!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Look upon the world with loving eyes and the reflection everyone sees will contain love.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
To every soul you encounter, be a mirror, which reflects only their beauty.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
As all material creation consists of out-births of things spiritual, the spiritual world being the world of causes, and the natural world that of effects, and as effects are the repositories of their causes, the natural world is the reflection of the spiritual. For this reason, from the beginning of things, the sun has stood out as a pre-eminent symbol of the things of God. Of all inanimate things it bears the closest correspondence to the Supreme Being, for what it is in the natural world the Supreme Being is in the Spiritual. Its central fire is the correspondence of the essence of the Divine Nature--DIVINE LOVE; its heat the correspondence of the heat flowing from Divine Love, which is Divine Goodness and all that that comprises; its light the correspondence of Divine Truth which is the light proceeding from Divine Wisdom; and the union of heat and light in its central essence forever symbolizes the union of the Divine Love and Wisdom resulting from that of the Divine Will and Understanding.God is the SUN from whose heat and light--His Love and Wisdom--proceed all that is spiritual, and through the spiritual, by the medium of the natural sun, all that is natural. The sun is supreme in all natural things, and its operations run through all in its own world, but the Divine SUN from which it derives its origin is supreme in all and operates through all, above and below. And as the natural sun is everywhere present in its own realm, and all things derive their life and grow in more or less perfect measure according to their forms and distances, so is the Supreme One omnipresent, filling both the spiritual and the natural world.
— John  Daniel, The Philosophy Of Ancient Britain
She had the world’s worst poker face: her feelings floated across them like reflections on a still pond.
— Jojo Moyes, One Plus One
The reflection is as real as the reflected till you touch it!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
As the lines on the palm and forehead … turned darker and thicker, as he matured along the highs and lows of life-wave, the hazy and blurred phrases shook off the dust of time and dried the moisture of pain, thus being vivid like an image on a carved glass. The incidences in his life ahead sharpened the blunt edges of diamond and the hitherto blurred prophecies found meaning… found reflection… like that in a mirror.
— Girdhar Joshi, Some Mistakes Have No Pardon
Go look in the mirror and have a talk with your real boss
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
Better to be dirty than dead.
— Stephen King, The Long Walk
People who are hard on others are usually very hard on themselves, and the pain they inflict on others is a reflection of the pain they inflict on themselves.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
You Don't Need To Be Anyone's Reflection,Neither Do You Need To Be Anyone's Reason For Perfection.If You Find Love,Let It Allow You To Be Yourself,Let It Not Define You.Let It Be The Reason Someone Believes In Love Again,Not The Reason You Smile.Let It Warm Your Heart,And When It Fades Away,Allow It Not Lead You Astray,Let It Go And Never Force It To Stay.Because True Love Neither Dies Nor Leaves,It Stays With Us For The Rest Of Our Lives.
— Nomthandazo Tsembeni
Aww, the sound of waves crashing along the ocean side and spraying back up to touch the wind only for a moment, then to fall back down becoming the ocean once more...
— Melanie Kilsby
Low-grade pain can be so rooted in your being that the pain begins to look like you, and you begin to look like the pain — it becomes your identity.
— Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life
And Pearl, stepping in, mid-leg deep, beheld her own white feet at the bottom, while out of a still lower depth came the gleam of a kind of fragmentary smile, floating to and fro in the agitated water.
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter
That's the way life goes sometimes.
— Frank Black
Writing is the only way I have to explain my own life to myself.
— Pat Conroy, My Reading Life
The eye of judgment sees at a distance what it refuses to see in it's own reflection.
— T.F. Hodge, From Within I Rise: Spiritual Triumph Over Death and Conscious Encounters with "The Divine Presence"
The purpose of life is to find your way back to a spiritual way of thinking and living—to be able to get past the physical stuff. That’s pretty much the whole test. And every soul is given talents and strengths to help them along the way.
— Wendy Higgins, Sweet Evil
It's a way of clearing the palate. Kids come into the classroom with all this other stuff in their hands. If they write it down for 10 minutes they become much more available for whatever it is we want to do in the class.
— Joan Countryman
Actually, time had always been passing. I had just managed to avoid thinking about it very much. It would be hard for me to recapture that feeling—life wasn’t so easy anymore. Small things pricked my heart. In those early days, I lived in a world of overwhelming sensations; it was like I had just fallen out of love.
— Banana Yoshimoto, Hardboiled & Hard Luck
I have built a city from the books I've read. A good book sings a a timeless music that is heard in the choir lofts, and balconies, and theaters that thrived within that secret city inside me.
— Pat Conroy, My Reading Life
He felt the withering of something, the way risk was increasingly eliminated, replaced with a bland new world where the viewing of food preparation would be felt to be more than the reading of poetry; where excitement would come from paying for a soup made out of foraged grass. He had eaten soup made out of foraged grass in the camps; he preferred food.
— Richard Flanagan, The Narrow Road to the Deep North
She sighs and the small release of breath bothers me. This girl needs to be off doing things that make her happy. Not standing here with me, confused and torn. It’s just further proof that I’m no good to be around. I’m turning one of the happiest people I know into something she was never meant to be. I’m turning her into me.
— Melyssa Winchester, A Light in the Dark
Where there is reflection, there is either double beauty or double ugliness!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
It was a moment before she replied. And in that moment, she realized that what was gone from her was the child in her, she'd crossed a brink from which there was no turning back. Whoever she had been, she was not anymore. And her life, for better or worse, would never again be what it had.
— Allan Folsom, The Day After Tomorrow
There's this small flicker in time when you're looking down the barrel of a gun and instead of your life flashing before your eyes, it’s all the moments you missed out on.
— Melyssa Winchester, Holding on to Heaven
You never know who it's going to be, or what they'll bring, but whatever it is, it's always exactly what is needed.
— Ruth Ozeki, My Year of Meats
Perhaps I might have resisted a great temptation, but the little ones would have pulled me down
— Edith Wharton, The House of Mirth
Reflection is time sensitive; and with the realization that the 'present' and 'future' can be altered, it is also purposeful, for we can set goals to grow into a graceful work of art. Reflection is deliberate and purposeful. It is our past that provides us the wisdom and experience when to bloom and show everyone "I am a beautiful flower.
— Patricia H. Graham
There are many ways of attaining the various levels of human bliss. But one of the highest states of mental, spiritual and physical happiness is readily reached by way of a good meal, pleasant company, and easy seats by a good log fire. (Preferably there should be a vague impression of cold weather in the night outside your cosy room) The cares of the world are lost . There is a magical presence . You feel love for all humanity. Every remark made by your friend is a precious pearl of wisdom, and everything you say , encouraged by the warm smiles of your companion, is the essence of all your years of struggle and experience. You can suddenly recall incidents of the past, vivid-ly, and they take on a meaning which they never had before.
— John Wyatt, Shining Levels
The kingdom of reflection is at the mercy of the wind!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Nothing in life is as important as you think it is when you are thinking of it.
— Daniel Kahneman, Thinking, Fast and Slow
Oh fair enough are sky and plain,But I know fairer far:Those are as beautiful againThat in the water are;The pools and rivers wash so cleanThe trees and clouds and air,The like on earth was never seen,And oh that I were there.These are the thoughts I often thinkAs I stand gazing downIn act upon the cressy brinkTo strip and dive and drown;But in the golden-sanded brooksAnd azure meres I spyA silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I.
— A.E. Housman, A Shropshire Lad
Gillman smiles, in the cold manner of an assassin. It's like looking in the mirror.
— Irvine Welsh, Filth
Be a reflection of what you'd like to see in others. You get in return what you give.
— Ziad K. Abdelnour, Economic Warfare: Secrets of Wealth Creation in the Age of Welfare Politics
There is nothing like a train journey for reflection.
— Tahir Shah, In Arabian Nights: A Caravan of Moroccan Dreams
Reflect within yourself for that reflection is far better than when what you see in the mirror.
— Gian Kumar
Reflection ingeniously knows how to convert a beauty into a super beauty!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
Encouraging employees to interact directly with the environment is just an interesting exercise until you debrief their experiences and encourage reflection.
— Julie Winkle Giulioni, Help Them Grow or Watch Them Go: Career Conversations Employees Want
To be no more than scholarly reflection on its object from one particular standpoint, which is anyway one legitimate standpoint among others.
— Hans Küng, On Being a Christian
Why are all reflections lovelier than what we call reality? -- not so grand or so strong, it may be, but always lovelier? Fair as is the gliding sloop on the shining sea, the wavering, trembling, unresting sail below is fairer still...All mirrors are magic mirrors. The commonest room is a room in a poem when I turn to the glass...There must be a truth involved in it, though we may but in part lay hold of the meaning.
— George MacDonald, Phantastes
Faith is a private matter, usually held deep within a person, quiet, impossible to recognise or understand, if you have no faith yourself
— Jennifer Worth
I have begun to wonder where I came from. The person I am now, this fumbling, stumbling supplicant... was I built on the foundations of my old life, or did I rise from the grave a blank state? How much of me is inherited, and how much is my own creation? Questions that were once just idle musings have begun to feel strangely urgent. Am I firmly rooted to what came before? Or can I choose to deviate?
— Isaac Marion, Warm Bodies
...that icy glass reduces your beauty - dims your fire - let me be your mirror...
— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain
Sometimes people don't get sick from bacteria or a virus- -living organisms alien to the human body- -but from the human brain itself. Our brains can be our worst enemy, our cruelest opponent.
— Buket Uzuner, Two Green Otters: Mothers, Fathers, Lovers and all the Others
He finds he cannot think of the dying men at all. Into his mind instead strays the picture of More on the scaffold, seen through the veil of rain: his body, already dead, folding back neatly from the impact of the axe. The cardinal when he fell had no persecutor more relentless than Thomas More. Yet, he thinks, I did not hate him. I exercised my skills to the utmost to persuade him to reconcile with the king. And I thought I would win him, I really thought I would, for he was tenacious of the world, tenacious of his person, and had a good deal to live for. In the end he was his own murderer. He wrote and wrote and he talked and talked, then suddenly at a stroke he cancelled himself. If ever a man came close to beheading himself, Thomas More was that man.
— Hilary Mantel, Bring Up the Bodies
If you are trying to bring about a better future, you must eery day go someplace you have not been before, to the point of no return. What happens every time you go to the point of no return? You push past your limits and open up new terrains of possibility. Each challenge accepted leads to greater ability when you confront the next.
— Dov Seidman, How: Why How We Do Anything Means Everything...in Business
Wisdom is the fruits of reflection...
— Gino Norris, Stress Diary Journal
Biographer diagnoses reaction to restriction as a tell of true character. Some use even prison as a time of reflection and planning. Others, like Churchill, quickly chafe at missing interaction and opportunity.
— William Manchester, The Last Lion: Winston Spencer Churchill: Visions of Glory 1874-1932
It was all he'd felt for too long to change now. Maybe it was too late for any other kind of life. This was all he knew. It was safe, insulated. Familiar. An absense of emotion kept him sane. Or what passed for it.
— Virginia Brown, Dark River Road