#reflection

Name none of the fallen, for they stand in our place, and stand there still in each moment of our lives. Let my death hold no glory, and let me die forgotten and unknown. Let it not be said that I was one among the dead to accuse the living." ~Duiker, pg. 353 Malazan Book of the Fallen, Deadhouse Gates ↗

— Steven Erikson

#death

Birth pushes, death pulls; only you can slow the time between. ↗

— Jack Sanger

#death

We always see our worst selves. Our most vulnerable selves. We need someone else to get close enough to tell us we’re wrong. Someone we trust. ↗

— David Levithan

#love #reflection #trust #friendship

When we see or seem is but a dream within a dream ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#dreams

An ocean could not explain the distance we have traveled. ↗

— Jonathan Safran Foer

#philosophical-reflection #experience

We define learning as the transformative process of taking in information that, when internalized and mixed with what we have experienced, changes what we know and builds on what we can do. It’s based on input, process, and reflection. It is what changes us. ↗

— Marcia Conner

#experience #learning #learning-process #reflection #transformation

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

#faith

Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy ready-made things in the shops. But since there are no shops where you can buy friends, men no longer have any friends. ↗

— Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

#friends #friendship #reflection #time #understanding

People like us, we think differently, don't we? We are different. We do all the things that others do. But when it comes down to it, we don't need anyone else. We're happy doing what we do and having obligation interferes with that. And sometimes I think we don't even need ourselves. What's most important is to find out whether we're right or not. ↗

— Simon Morden

#obligation #reflection #righteousness #self-discovery #self-esteem

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

#death