Reflection Quote by Edward Young Download Open image “A soul without reflection, like a pile Without inhabitant, to ruin runs.” — Edward Young ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.4 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Reflection Ruins Running Self-Awareness Soul Spirituality
That soul that can reflect upon itself, consider itself, is more than so. — John Donne Copy Share Image
The soul, like the body, acquires vigor by the exercise of all its faculties. In the midst of the world, in overcoming difficulties, in… — Edwin Hubbel Chapin Copy Share Image
One whose soul does not wander in the expanses, one who does not seek the light of truth and goodness with all his heart,… — Abraham Isaac Kook Copy Share Image
Creatures crawl in search of blood to terrorize your neighborhood. And whosoever shall be found without the soul for getting down, must stand and… — Michael Jackson Copy Share Image
Estranged from the tribe that gives no protection, What happens to the soul that hates its reflection? — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“The soul is like a crystal in the sunshine over which a thick black cloth has been thrown so that however brightly the sun… — Teresa of Ávila Copy Share Image
He who wishes to see how the soul inhabits the body should look to see how that body uses its daily surroundings. If the… — Leonardo da Vinci Copy Share Image
Your soul is the priestess of memory, selecting, sifting, and ultimately gathering your vanishing days toward presence. — John O'Donohue Copy Share Image
One who sees the Supersoul accompanying the individual soul in all bodies and who understands that neither the soul nor the Supersoul is ever… — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
Give me, indulgent gods with mind serene, And guiltless heart, to range the sylvan scene, No splendid poverty, no smiling care, No well-bred hate,… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Procrastination is the thief of time: Year after year it steals, till all are fled. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Britannia's shame! There took her gloomy flight, On wing impetuous, a black sullen soul . Less base the fear of death than fear of… — Edward Young Copy Share Image
The chamber where the good man meets his fate Is privileg'd beyond the common walk Of virtuous life, quite in the verge of heaven. — Edward Young Copy Share Image
Anybody looking for a quiet life has picked the wrong century to born in. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The young man [Turgot] destined for an ecclesiastical career was placed within walls carefully designed to keep out all currents of new thought; his studies, his reading, his professors, his associates, all were combined to keep from him any results of observation or reflection save those prescribed: probably, of all means for stifling healthy and helpful thought, a theological seminary,… — Andrew Dickson White Copy Share
Art is not a reflection of reality, it is the reality of a reflection. — Jean-Luc Godard Copy Share Image
I decided to lock myself in. A forced segregation. Sabbatical. A retreat into myself. My selves. Play hide and go seek in the looking-glass. The mirror angled at the foot of my bed. Twisted reflections bouncing off into infinity. Obsessed with my image, the myriad of distored figurines who danced in front of me in rapid succession, every feature exaggerated,… — Lydia Lunch Copy Share
This means that the mind or spirit is present anywhere, because it is nowhere attached to any particular place. And it can remain present… — Eugen Herrigel Copy Share Image
By the age of eighteen, a human has acquired enough joy and heartache to provide the food of reflection for a century. — Edward Abbey Copy Share Image
There are, after all, atheists who say they wish the fable were true but are unable to suspend the requisite disbelief, or who have… — Christopher Hitchens Copy Share Image
...that icy glass reduces your beauty - dims your fire - let me be your mirror... — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Our mind is the most valuable possession that we have. The quality of our lives is, and will be, a reflection of how well… — Brian Tracy Copy Share Image
In the eyes of those lovers of perfection, a work is never finished a word that for them has no sense but abandoned; and this abandonment, whether to the flames or to the public (and which is the result of weariness or an obligation to deliver) is a kind of an accident to them, like the breaking off of a… — Paul Valery Copy Share
I think characters are going to be, if not a reflection of the author, at least some refraction of some part of their personality. — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image