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mirrors looks twenties
I like myself a lot more than I used to. I had a very difficult time in my twenties especially. It was hard for me to look in the mirror and find something that I liked about myself. Janet Jackson
mirrors laughing
Mirrors can't talk. Luckily for you, they can't laugh either. Jane Wagner
mirrors order silence
We are so afraid of silence that we chase ourselves from one event to the next in order not to have to spend a moment alone with ourselves, in order not to have to look at ourselves in the mirror. Dietrich Bonhoeffer
mirrors soul purses
The purse is the mirror of the soul. Anna Quindlen
mirrors criticism polish
Criticism polishes my mirror. Rumi
mirrors perfection world
The world is a mirror, an imaging of Love's perfection. Rumi
mirrors looks gaps
Box gap is not a thing. If you need to back up to a mirror and bend over to find out how you look, you are playing to the wrong audience. Mike Tyson
mirrors inward looks
I wondered how I looked to her, in that place, and knew that even in a place that was nothing but knowledge that was the one thing I could not know. That if I look inward I would see only infinite mirrors staring into myself for eternity. Neil Gaiman
mirrors pigs dragons
Traveling through the Dragon's Den, it has just been explained that Haroun, the Ifrit, has been caught in a mirror trap. Here is the passage that follows: "So," said Silas. "Now there are only three of us." "And a pig," said Kandar [the mummy] "Why?" Asked Miss Lupescu, with a wolf-tongue, through wolf teeth. "Why the Pig?" "It's lucky," said Kandar. Miss Lupescu growled, unconvinced. "Did Haroun have a pig?" asked Kandar, simply. Neil Gaiman
patterns truth-is untrue
All knowledge is local, all truth is partial. No truth can make another truth untrue. All knowledge is part of the whole knowledge. Once you have seen the larger pattern, you cannot go back to seeing the part as the whole. Ursula K. Le Guin
patterns portraiture divinity
Beware how in making the portraiture thou breakest the pattern: for divinity maketh the love of ourselves the pattern; the love of our neighbours but the portraiture. John Locke