#reflection

All individuals have moral deficiencies, and when introducing these to reality one not only strengthens himself but also the confidence of others in the human exigency for Christ due to a reflection throughout the body of Christ. ↗

— Criss Jami

#brokenness #christ #christianity #communication #confidence

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

He had done nothing on Christmas day, just wandered around outside in the frozen woods. Hard ground, chill winds and bare branches that looked like they'd been dipped in sugar. None of it seemed real, like walking around in a desolate dream, but one he didn't want to wake up from. ↗

— R.D. Ronald

#melancholy #reflection #dreams

The Chautauqua Institution is truly a national treasure. It is a place for contemplation and a place for reflection, a place where platitudes and slogans can be set aside and be replaced by thoughtfulness and introspection. ↗

— Eliot Spitzer

#contemplation #institution #introspection #national #place

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. ↗

— William Makepeace Thackeray

#every #every man #face #gives #glass

To doubt everything or to believe everything are two equally convenient solutions; both dispense with the necessity of reflection. ↗

— Jerry Pournelle

#both #convenient #dispense #doubt #equally

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image. ↗

— Charles W. Chesnutt

#divine #heart #human #human heart #image

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

#reflection #age

The real man smiles in trouble, gathers strength from distress, and grows brave by reflection. ↗

— Thomas Paine

#brave #distress #gathers #grows #man