Mirrors Quotes - Page 76

Mirrors at the gym only serve to remind me that I'm less of a man than I'd like to be.

Nothing is going to change in congo until you and i figure out what is wrong with the person inside the mirror

I think that electronic music mirrors the complexity of "information landscapes." You carry the terrain in your mind.

Admittedly, it is really our duty, as artists, to hold up a mirror to our own era; but, on the other hand, these works have lives of their own, and they're still alive today.

I sit in the sink (while applying makeup). I do. I've broken more sinks...I sit in the sink, on top of a big square sink in my bathroom with my feet in the basin so I'm very close to the mirror with the good light, and I'm very comfortable. I also manage to put my two phones in the sink so that nothing, but nothing, could get me out of there.

It's not fun to see myself in the mirror.

As the most social apes, we inhabit a mirror-world in which every important relationship, whether with spouse, friend or child, shapes the brain, which in turn shapes our relationships.

Hip-hop was my first audience - I would rap in the mirror, walk down the street and listen to my Walkman.

Release yourself from the power you've invested in your mirror and those around you - take control of who you are and how you feel!

When I was four years old, I remember looking in the mirror and running my fingers over my stomach and thinking I was fat.

The mirror can lie. It doesn’t show you what’s inside.

Long ago we conquered our passions looking at ourselves in the mirror of eternity.

The Universe is a mirror of consciousness.

Your fellow man is your mirror. If your own face is clean, the image you perceive will also be flawless.

An actress in a film starts every day with an hour and a half in front of a mirror, with hair and make-up and costumes.

Long before we discovered mirrors and photographs, our mothers' reflections provided us with the earliest glimpses of our female identity.

Just because a thing can't be done doesn't mean it can't be did. We all look into mirrors and see phantoms. Our error is our Eros. Why is there something instead of nothing? The answer is reckless and surreal.

Out of sight above the house, the mirror moon reflected the sun of a day not yet dawned, shining the pale light of tomorrow on the yard and on the paper birches.

I...asked why purebloods despised me so. He replied, 'What if the difference between social strata stem not from genomics or inherent xcellence or even dollars, but merely differences in knowledge? Would this not mean the whole Pyramid is built on shifting sands?... fabricants are mirrors held up to purebloods' consciences; what purebloods see reflected there sickens them. So they blame you for holding up the mirror

Try this for deviancy: fabricants are mirrors held up to purebloods' conscience; what purebloods see reflected there sickens them. So they blame you for holding the mirror." I hid my shock by asking when purebloods might blame themselves. Mephi replied, "History suggests, not until they are made to.

Me, I look in the mirror and all I see is this Jewish kid from Queens.

The minds of men are mirrors to one another, not only because they reflect each other's emotions, but also because those rays of passions, sentiments and opinions may be often reverberated, and may decay away by insensible degrees.

We all know a mirror reflects us, if you look in it. If you move, the reflection moves. If you project from a mirror, meaning it will project an image, it's nothing to do with you. The world seen by nobody.

However naïve it sounds, or however inept the result, I think the idea is to try to alchemize the crap, not just mirror it all.

Why does death engender fear? Because death meant change, a change greater then we have ever known, and because death was indeed a mirror that made us see ourselves as never before. A mirror that we should cover, as people in olden days covered mirrors when someone died, for fear of an evil. For with all our care and pain for those who had gone, it was ourselves too we felt the agony for. Perhaps ourselves above all.