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Please choose new dresses for yourself more often. And new skirts, and new trousers, and new coats or jackets. All these things, they are needed so that a woman has a small opportunity to make herself a gift. Buy a little happiness for money in a store, transform yourself, wake up feeling completely new, renewal, get additional self-confidence. This is actually about the same as seeing a therapist. Only without medication, because beautiful clothes and a wonderful reflection in the mirror, something new in the kit, even if it is small like a handbag, has an amazing therapeutic effect.
Release Date: 19.10.2021
“You can be like that,” he replied. “That's what time has done to you. But you are still Dorothy too.
Every time at the moment of such a transformation, Moriarty was visited by a disturbing thought: who is he really, the killer or the victim? For whom is this transformation the beginning, and for whom is the end?
“Sometimes it seems like you’re reflected in one of those crooked mirrors,” Clara said.
“Sometimes it seems like you’re reflected in one of those crooked mirrors,” Clara said.
Modernism, decadence, absurdity arise whenever the disharmony of the world becomes unbearable. Not a crisis of art, but a breakdown of consciousness and art as its barometer. Madness, despair, hysteria, cynicism are not the destruction of art, but a reflection of the flames of conflagrations and cries of pain. And withdrawal into oneself - as evidence of extreme stress in a world where something has happened. Art as the desire of an unhappy consciousness to escape from the state of unhappiness. Art as a protest. As dissatisfaction with what exists.
Quote Explanation: Decadence is the general name for crisis, decadent phenomena in art (Dictionary of Foreign Words, 1981)
The joy on a woman's face is a reflection of a man's dignity!
The night I left Greylock, I had a fight with my mother. The quarrel was just awful. She ... She hit me in the face, insulted and ... And for the first time in my life, I raised my hand to fight back. But before I hit, I stopped, saw my reflection in the glass over her shoulder. I saw that I was ready to hit, ready to hit her, kick her. And then I realized that my mother's cruelty is also in me. I packed my backpack and left then. And I didn’t call, knowing that I’ll call and you want to go with me, but I couldn’t allow it, I had to protect you from myself. I'm sorry to hurt you, but I did it to protect you, just as you protected me.
When you look life in the face - you see your reflection!
Human conscience - soul and mind is a living reflection!
There is nothing more surprising and insane than real life itself, and the poet can only imagine its vague reflection, as if in a roughly polished mirror.
- Not afraid of Rico, but afraid of your own reflection? Alison crossed her arms over her chest, giving him a pitying look. - Strange, confused child. Are you like that from birth or did your parents try?
Each person, each family, each clan and each nation brings to our Earth the knowledge that is needed for everyone, there is no higher and lower, there is only a person, as a reflection and continuation of the Creator's creativity, and a personality-soul that chooses its own path. Bringing to the world the worldly or harmony and development, or discord and confusion.
Each person is a mirror reflecting the attitude of the world towards him.
I would like to know what the reflection is if the mirror looks in the mirror.
