reflection

I stare at the mirror as I try to remember who I am and who I am not.

Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

In the water I saw my father’s face, and that face saw the face of its father, and so on, and so on, reflecting backward to the beginning of time, to the face of God, in whose image we were created.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated

I wondered, as I wondered so often when I was that age, who I was, and what exactly was looking at the face in the mirror. If the face I was looking at wasn’t me, because I would still be me whatever happened to my face, then what was me?

Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

So much of this world is based on illusion, temporariness and disposability that I think it’s essential that our closest relationships reflect what is real.

Gillian Anderson

I became a sun-worshipper. Several reasons. First of all, I can see the sun, okay? Unlike some other gods I could mention, I can actually see the sun. I’m big on that. If I can see something, I don’t know, it kind of helps the credibility along, you know? So everyday I can see the sun, as it gives me everything I need; heat, light, food, flowers in the park, reflections on the lake, an occasional skin cancer, but hey. At least there are no crucifixions, and we’re not setting people on fire simply because they don’t agree with us.

George Carlin

How can anybody learn anything from an artwork when the piece of art only reflects the vanity of the artist and not reality.

Lou Reed

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