#reflections

The wolf exerts a powerful influence on the human imagination. It takes your stare and turns it back on you ↗

— Barry Lopez

#of-wolves #reflections #wolf #imagination

Silence. How long it lasted, I couldn't tell. It might have been five seconds, it might have been a minute. Time wasn't fixed. It wavered, stretched, shrank. Or was it me that wavered, stretched, and shrank in the silence? I was warped in the folds of time, like a reflection in a fun house mirror. ↗

— Haruki Murakami

#mirrors #reflections #seconds #shrinking #silence

Men seek for vocabularies that are reflections of reality. To this end, they must develop vocabularies that are selections of reality. And any selection of reality must, in certain circumstances, function as a deflection of reality. ↗

— Kenneth Burke

#certain #circumstances #develop #end #function

To whom, then, must I dedicate my wonderful, surprising and interesting adventures? to whom dare I reveal my private opinion of my nearest relations? the secret thoughts of my dearest friends? my own hopes, fears, reflections and dislikes? Nobody! ↗

— Frances Burney

#dare #dearest #dedicate #dislikes #fears

Customs and convictions change; respectable people are the last to know, or to admit, the change, and the ones most offended by fresh reflections of the facts in the mirror of art. ↗

— John Updike

#art #change #convictions #customs #facts

I knew I was going from the flock of Christ and had no resolution to return, hence serious reflections were uneasy to me, and youthful vanities and diversions were my greatest pleasure. ↗

— John Woolman

#diversions #flock #going #greatest #greatest pleasure

Only after awhile. After it came out and people began to engage in discussions about the social reflections of the film that I realized it had an importance I hadn't thought of. ↗

— Rod Steiger

#after #awhile #began #came #discussions

I confess freely to you, I could never look long upon a monkey, without very mortifying reflections. ↗

— William Congreve

#could #freely #i #long #look

Oh fair enough are sky and plain, But I know fairer far: Those are as beautiful again That in the water are; The pools and rivers wash so clean The trees and clouds and air, The like on earth was never seen, And oh that I were there. These are the thoughts I often think As I stand gazing down In act upon the cressy brink To strip and dive and drown; But in the golden-sanded brooks And azure meres I spy A silly lad that longs and looks And wishes he were I. ↗

— A.E. Housman

#nature #pool #reflection #reflections #river

There are very few of us who remember the day, the moment, when our childhood ends. For most of us, the sun sets on our innocence gradually, sliding down over the western horizon like a toboggan run down over a long, steep slope. We are never really conscious of the moment we reach the bottom of the slope; we just know that one day we wake up and the toboggan ride is over. ↗

— Jennifer Wixson

#personal-growth #reflections #nature