I think before I act—and then think again. I am not entirely a coward, but I do not lose myself in action as you do.

Sorry, always sorry. What in the world can you buy with an apology?

We define learning as the transformative process of taking in information that, when internalized and mixed with what we have experienced, changes what we know and builds on what we can do. It’s based on...

Who am I? What am I doing here? Who are these others? This trilogy of spiritual conundrums is as practical as it is philosophical. Mindful inquiry devoted to these three questions is as spiritual as...

I have built a city from the books I’ve read. A good book sings a a timeless music that is heard in the choir lofts, and balconies, and theaters that thrived within that secret city...

There is no future without a past, because what is to be cannot be imagined except as a form of repetition.

We were left with nothing because of a love like acid that ate its way through our entire family.

Only by glaring into the depths of ones own reflection can we find our true selves. It is here where the mirrored voices of our souls speak and can be heard.

In the shade of words sits life itself.

Our value is mirrored back to us through success only when we share the treasure we already are.

fate” caused you to make great decisions that lead you to where you are now.

MOTHER TIME: Every New Year is the same. Every day, every second is too for that matter. But when we deliver them in secret, when another year just begins as a matter of fact, it’s...

Why are all reflections lovelier than what we call reality? — not so grand or so strong, it may be, but always lovelier? Fair as is the gliding sloop on the shining sea, the wavering,...

Faith is a private matter, usually held deep within a person, quiet, impossible to recognise or understand, if you have no faith yourself

Such is the pure movement of nature prior to all reflection. Such is the force of natural pity, which the most depraved mores still have difficulty destroying, since everyday one sees in our theaters someone...

Beyond the noise-in between the space of ego + my sacred self;I’ve learned to trust the voice of my soul.

Real love, real friends, real body parts…

Rarely if ever, moments come that are so defining in our lives. The years are glutted with benign matters which impact us more deeply than we could have ever imagined in our youth.

the abyss you stare into and that stares back at you is your reflection in the mirror – we all have it – that shadow self – that dark heart…

Bewilderment increases in the presence of the mirrors.

Look yourself in the eyes in a mirror each day. You can ignore the small voice still inside you, but your reflection will always have something to say.

Nico was devastatingly alone. He’d lost his big sister Bianca. He’d pushed away all other demigods who’d tried to get close to him. His experiences at Camp Half-Blood, in the Labyrinth and in Tartarus had...

If you do not control your circumstance, you will be controlled by your circumstance. The choice is yours.

Men have no more time to understand anything. They buy ready-made things in the shops. But since there are no shops where you can buy friends, men no longer have any friends.

Sometimes people don’t get sick from bacteria or a virus- -living organisms alien to the human body- -but from the human brain itself. Our brains can be our worst enemy, our cruelest opponent.

Edith (the future Mrs. Teddy Roosevelt) developed a lifelong devotion to drama and poetry. “I have gone back to Shakespeare, as I always do,” she would write seven decades later.

I want to find myself as a person, and I’ve enlisted the help of my clone to aid me in this. It’s like finding Waldo, except I’m only half wearing the red and white sweater,...

Our actions are express image of our thoughts

Life isn’t memorable enough to remember everything. It’s not like there are explosions all the time, or dog smoking cigarettes.

The warmth and sun-drenched days of late summer, had been replaced by the cold, darkness of November, where the crisp chill served as a precursor to a winter that would long overstay its welcome once...

It is in the quiet moments of reflection that we can gain a greater feeling of hope when we remember and recognize all the positive things that are happening during this time of great difficulty.

Did they like us?”—nor is there the anxiety of being forgotten because of displacement by someone else. All such agitating thoughts expire as we enter the pure and calm friendship of reading.

An idea is like a spark to creativity, which turns to a wild conflagration of thoughts, burning every ignorance. When the fire burns, the creative power is awake, and comes out to join the ideas...

Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness.

has it ever occurred to you that where there is no anger, there is also no love?

Be a reflection of what you’d like to see in others. You get in return what you give.

As the sky prepares to settle its tired, aching feetinto the night’s velvet slippersI settle, into my armchair, soaking the teabag,of my thoughts, into warm liquidy stars.

There is nothing like fear to complicate one’s consciousness, inducing previously unknown levels of reflection

When negative feelings move upon you, reflect, and recognize the danger of feeding those feelings and keeping them alive.

Has this version of me been lurking there all along, somewhere deep below the surface, biding its time, waiting for its chance to make an appearance?

Mirrors have three purposes. To show you who you are. To show you who you were. And to show you who you want to be.

The degree of freedom we enjoy outwardly is a reflection of the degree of love we cultivate inwardly.

Odd as it may seem, I am my remembering self, and the experiencing self, who does my living, is like a stranger to me.

Instead of sidewalks, why not sideruns? After all, the pace of life is faster than it has ever been, so I think our infrastructure’s nomenclature should reflect that.

No more hiding in the shadow of your brokenness; even The shards reveal flickering bits of your soul. Align with light. Luminescence emits a spectrum of brilliant possibilities. Shine!

I’m Tiny And My Reach Is Limited. I Can Give YOU Only What I Have And Surely When I Give, I Don’t Keep Anything For Me. To YOU, It’s Nothing Probably As YOU’ve Got Everything....

Social tools leave a digital audit trail, documenting our learning journey—often an unfolding story—and leaving a path for others to follow.

I remember making that vow, the one not to forget. Not to remember what happened, but to remember who I was and how I felt.

If I speak of myself in different ways, that is because I look at myself in different ways.

I know. I was there. I saw the great void in your soul, and you saw mine.