Mirrors Quotes - Page 58

Self-pity is never useful. It tends to distort like a fun-house mirror.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, whos the dumbest of you all?

I believe in low lights and trick mirrors.

The leaf fall of his words, the stained glass hues of his moods, the rust in his voice, the smoke in his mouth, his breath on my vision like human breath blinding a mirror.

No mirror keeps its glances.

Look not in my eyes, for fear They mirror true the sight I see, And there you find your face too clear And love it and be lost like me.

When I look in the mirror I see my parents' sacrifices being honored. I see the love from which I was created and the power of the human spirit.

Actually, I stopped looking at myself in the mirror years ago. I wasn't making it to work on time.

Everyday I question myself. I look in the mirror, or read one of my scripts, or I reflect on my acting and I say to myself 'that was good...but was it Zach Braff good?' Lets just say things have been looking pretty Zach Braff so far.

I've had to remove all mirrors from my home. I just can't seem to look at myself without having to buff the bishop, you know?

With this special observance, that you o'erstep not the modesty of nature. for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature.

To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.

For death remembered should be like a mirror, Who tells us life’s but breath, to trust it error.

Ah, could the soul, like the body, have a mirror! It has,--a friend.

Water, whether still or in motion, has so great an attraction for the lover of nature, that the most beautiful landscape seems scarcely complete without it. There are no effects so fascinating as those produced by the reflexions in nature's living mirror, with their delicacy of form, ever fleeting and changing, and their subtle combinations of colour.

I've seen Leonardo Da Vinci notebooks which are filled with tiny, messy scrawls written in mirror image across the page. I'd love to know how he kept all his projects going at once.

We have fallen in the dreams the ever-living Breathe on the tarnished mirror of the world, And then smooth out with ivory hands and sigh.

Some moralist or mythological poet Compares the solitary soul to a swan; I am satisfied with that, Satisfied if a troubled mirror show it, Before that brief gleam of its life be gone.

The only person standing in your way is staring back at you in the mirror.

I have this complicated procedure I go through every morning, which is to look in the mirror and decide what I'm going to do. And I feel at that point, everybody's had their say.

My idea of a group decision is to look in the mirror.

The news is not a mirror of social conditions, but the report of an aspect that has obtruded itself.

But what are our stories if not the mirrors we hold up to our fears?

In this crazy mirror of terror and art a pseudo-quotation made up of obscure Shakespeareanisms (Chapter Three) somehow produces, despite its lack of literal meaning, the blurred diminutive image of the acrobatic performance that so gloriously supplies the bravura ending for the next chapter.

My fashion advice is to have a flattering mirror and then forget about it.