#reflection

Cyrano: The leaves--- Roxane: What color---Perfect Venetian red! Look at them fall. Cyrano: Yes---they know how to die. A little way From the branch to the earth, a little fear Of mingling with the common dust---and yet They go down gracefully---a fall that seems Like flying! ↗

— Edmond Rostand

#grace #melancholy #reflection #death

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

— Jack Sanger

#death

Our power lies in our small daily choices, one after another, to create eternal ripples of a life well lived. ↗

— Mollie Marti

#authenticity #leadership #life-design #mentor #reflection

Your truest spiritual path will lead you to yourself for it is devoted to becoming. ↗

— Mollie Marti

#compassion #life-design #reflection #design

Your life is a reflection… you don't get what you WANT, you get what you ARE. You gotta BE it to SEE it. ↗

— Steve Maraboli

#life #motivational #reflection #success #experience

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

Pick the weeds and keep the flowers. ↗

— Kelly Clarkson

#friends #friendships #inspirational #reflection #relationships

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

That’s sad. How plastic and artificial life has become. It gets harder and harder to find something…real.” Nin interlocked his fingers, and stretched out his arms. “Real love, real friends, real body parts… ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#cyberpunk #materialism #meaning #plastic-surgery #reality

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