Quote by Jean Hegland Download Open image ““We can never see our own faces directly, never look straight into our own eyes.”” — Jean Hegland ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.2 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“Whatever we look at, and however we look at it, we see only through our own eyes.” — C.G. Jung Copy Share Image
“I think I was born with my eyes facing the wrong way. Because they're always looking into my head rather than looking out.” — Laura Lee Gulledge Copy Share Image
“We're all so multifaceted, and it's impossible to see all the sides at once.” — Suzanne Hayes Copy Share Image
“Only by looking at others, he once told me, are we able to see ourselves.” — Michael Paul Mason Copy Share Image
“You see only what is before your eyes and not what is behind the eyes of others.” — Bernie Mcgill Copy Share Image
“If only one’s eyes weren’t visible to others, she thinks. If only one could hide one’s eyes from the world.” — Han Kang Copy Share Image
“sometimes we see, and sometimes we simply choose not to look. Sometimes we just close our eyes.” — Claire Seeber Copy Share Image
“Our eyes see different things, I thought. They always have. Even when we're looking in the same direction, standing side by side.” — Cameron Dokey Copy Share Image
“tragedy is suffering elevated into art, it’s art that helps humans endure—and sometimes even transcend—their suffering. It’s” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“Humanism, he continued, leaning toward his colleagues with the zeal of his conviction even as he stumbled over his words, that holds as its… — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“He knows a sweep of gratitude, soft as another voice, and so wide and deep he believes he might drown in it.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“And humanism—that transcendent vision that spans centuries and religions in its celebration of reason, responsibility, art, and examined lives—has been tossed out like old… — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“They do not die ignorant of either their own follies or of life’s worth. Instead, they die in the fullest possible knowledge of who… — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“Beyond us I could see the mountains rising blue and hazy, and I knew I had only to cross them and keep on walking… — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“In some ways we were more remote than strangers because strangers at least have the possibility of yet unmade connections.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“Each … breeze,” he says, watching the ripple of the bright, unfurling leaves, “will be me, missing. You.” Smiling” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
“It’s a physical urge, stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is a spot that longs for the jolt of a bullet, that yearns for that fire, that final empty rip. I want to be let out of this cavern, to open myself up to the ease of not-living. I am tired… — Jean Hegland Copy Share
It's a physical urge, huger and stronger than thirst or sex. Halfway back on the left side of my head there is a spot that yearns, that longs, that pleads for the jolt of a bullet. I want that rage, that fire, that final empty rip. I want to be let out of this dark cavern, to open myself up… — Jean Hegland Copy Share
“It is the size of the characters’ desires that helps to make a sad story a tragedy.” — Jean Hegland Copy Share Image
