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Mirror Quotes

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“Trust is like a mirror, you can fix it if it's broken, but you can still see the crack in that mother fucker's reflection.”
Lady Gaga

Suzanne Collins
“Really, the combination of the scabs and the ointment looks hideous. I can't help enjoying his distress.
"Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven't looked pretty?" I say.
"It must be. The sensation's completely new. How have you managed it all these years?" he asks.
"Just avoid mirrors. You'll forget about it," I say.
"Not if I keep looking at you," he says.”
Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire

Stephenie Meyer
“Hey, Rosalie? Do you know how to drown a blonde? Stick a mirror to the bottom of a pool.”
Stephenie Meyer, Breaking Dawn

James Dashner
“i felt her absence. it was like waking up one day with no teeth in your mouth. you wouldn't need to run to the mirror to know they were gone”
James Dashner, The Scorch Trials

Charles Bukowski
“I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a person could get.”
Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye

Vladimir Nabokov
“For I do not exist: there exist but the thousands of mirrors that reflect me. With every acquaintance I make, the population of phantoms resembling me increases. Somewhere they live, somewhere they multiply. I alone do not exist.”
Vladimir Nabokov

Frank  Lambert
“Hestia sighed. ‘Stepping inside a mirror is like stepping into Pandora’s Box. It is a world of illusion and fragility. If the mirror is broken then so, too, will be whoever is inside the mirror at the time it is broken.”
Frank Lambert, Xyz

C. JoyBell C.
“It is when you lose sight of yourself, that you lose your way. To keep your truth in sight you must keep yourself in sight and the world to you should be a mirror to reflect to you your image; the world should be a mirror that you reflect upon.”
C. JoyBell C.

“The mirror is the worst judge of true beauty”
Sophia Nam

W.H. Auden
“Every man carries with him through life a mirror, as unique and impossible to get rid of as his shadow.”
W.H. Auden, The Dyer's Hand and Other Essays

Alison Goodman
“I have never heard a lady say 'arse,'" the emperor said mildly.
"I haven't been a lady for long," I reminded him. A little demon–made of exhaustion and the emperors smile– pushed me into adding,"For five years I've been saying 'arse.' It's hard to stop saying 'arse' after that many years. I suppose I should stop saying 'arse,' since ladies don't say-"
"'Arse'," he finished for me.
I met his grin.”
Alison Goodman, Eona: The Last Dragoneye

Erik Pevernagie
“Some people live disconnected, in a world of their own. Their wishful thinking represents their sole veracity. But when the mirror smashes the reflection of their delusion, it will not falter to talk back. ( "The day the mirror was talking back" )”
Erik Pevernagie

Frank Herbert
“What does a mirror look at?”
Frank Herbert, Chapterhouse: Dune

P.G. Wodehouse
“Gussie, a glutton for punishment, stared at himself in the mirror.”
P.G. Wodehouse, Right Ho, Jeeves

Rasmenia Massoud
“I know that mirrors give us a false sense of confidence.” I continued. “The reflection that we see everyday has nothing to do with how others see us. The glass lies.”
Rasmenia Massoud, Human Detritus

Erik Pevernagie
“The moment the mirror does not recognize us anymore, the cards are no longer in our hands. In effect, we have failed to see to the bottom line of our life story and lost our identity. (“The empty Mirror")”
Erik Pevernagie

Jeanette Winterson
“Don’t you, when strangers and friends come to call, straighten the cushions, kick the books under the bed and put away the letter you were writing? How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are? Isn’t the mirror hostile enough?”
Jeanette Winterson

Baltasar Gracián
“A beautiful woman should break her mirror early.”
Balthasar Gracian, The Art of Worldly Wisdom

Patrick Rothfuss
“No man is brave that has never walked a hundred miles. If you want to know the truth of who you are, walk until not a person knows your name. Travel is the great leveler, the great teacher, bitter as medicine, crueler than mirror-glass. A long stretch of road will teach you more about yourself than a hundred years of quiet introspection.”
Patrick Rothfuss, The Wise Man’s Fear

Gabrielle Zevin
“You know this girl.
Her hair is neither long nor short nor light nor dark. She parts it precisely in the middle.
She sits precisely in the middle of the classroom, and when she used to ride the school bus, she sat precisely in the middle of that, too.
She joins clubs, but is never the president of them. Sometimes she is the secretary; usually, just a member. When asked, she has been known to paints sets for the school play.
She always has a date to the dance, but is never anyone’s first choice. In point of fact, she’s nobody’s first choice for anything. Her best friend became her best friend when another girl moved away.
She has a group of girls she eats lunch with every day, but God, how they bore her. Sometimes, when she can’t stand it anymore, she eats in the library instead. Truth be told, she prefers books to people, and the librarian always seems happy to see her.
She knows there are other people who have it worse—she isn’t poor or ugly or friendless or teased. Of course, she’s also aware that the reason no one teases is because no one ever notices her.
This isn’t to say she doesn’t have qualities.
She is pretty, maybe, if anyone would bother to look. And she gets good enough grades. And she doesn’t drink and drive. And she says NO to drugs. And she is always where she says she will be. And she calls when she’s going to be late. And she feels a little, just a little, dead inside.
She thinks, You think you know me, but you don’t.
She thinks, None of you has any idea about all the things in my heart.
She thinks, None of you has any idea how really and truly beautiful I am.
She thinks, See me. See me. See me.
Sometimes she thinks she will scream.
Sometimes she imagines sticking her head in an oven.
But she doesn’t.
She just writes it all down in her journal and waits.
She is waiting for someone to see.”
Gabrielle Zevin, Love Is Hell

Kamand Kojouri
“I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love you. So that when you stare into my mirror eyes, you may see how extraordinary you are.”
Kamand Kojouri

Elizabeth Chandler
“The problem for me is that I can't ever really see who Gregory is, any more than I can see what a mirror by itself looks like, because he reflects whoever's around him.”
Elizabeth Chandler

Steve Maraboli
“There is nothing worse for the lying soul than the mirror of reality.”
Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience

Alfred Tennyson
“The mirror crack'd from side to side
"The curse has come upon me," cried
The Lady of Shalott”
Alfred Lord Tennyson, The Lady of Shalott

Virginia Woolf
“Whatever may be their use in civilized societies, mirrors are essential to all violent and heroic action.”
Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own

Vera Nazarian
“Desire is like fog on a bathroom mirror -- its presence incites you to wipe the mirror, and see yourself clearly again.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

David Levithan
“I thought about the word 'profile' and what a weird double meaning it had. We say we're looking at a person's profile online, or say a newspaper is writing a profile on someone, and we assume it's the whole them we're seeing. But when a photographer takes a picture of a profile, you're only seeing half the face... It's never the way you would remember seeing them. You never remember someone 'in profile.' You remember them looking you in the eye, or talking to you. You remember an image that the subject could never see in a mirror, because you are the mirror. A profile, photographically, is perpendicular to the person you know.”
David Levithan, Every You, Every Me

Stanisław Lem
“A writer should not run around with a mirror for his countrymen; he should tell his society and his times things no one ever thought before.”
Stanisław Lem

James Goldman
“I've given up the looking glass; quicksilver has no sense of tact.”
James Goldman, The Lion in Winter

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