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Youth is so careless. It seems to you that you will always be young, full of strength, worries, which you will certainly cope with. But the years go by, honey, they go so fast that one day you wake up in bed, you go to the bathroom, you look in the mirror and you don't recognize yourself. Old age comes and takes everything it can from you. And only love for yourself, for your loved ones, for your business can help you stay afloat.

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After the rain, thousands of puddles appear and ... one mirror, if a genius got caught in the rain.

Let its fragments serve as steps, climbing which you will love yourself.

People used to believe that the soul of the dead could be caught in a mirror, like a trap. That is why many of the old people here are still in a hurry to curtain all the mirrors when someone dies in the house, and the clock is stopped to give the dead person the opportunity to get to heaven before the devil knows about his death.

If the past equaled the future, then your windshield would be of no use. You would just drive your car while looking in the rearview mirror. Driving like this, looking only backwards, is a sure way to get into an accident.

Man is a ray that passes through the mirror of the world.

The world is a mirror, looking into which you must smile.

The body of a former lover is a map that pulls you into its depths and returns to the surface that part of your being that was lost somewhere along the way. It is also a dimmed, cracked mirror that shows you how much you have changed; like any mirror, it longs to be whole again.

Looking in a crooked mirror, you can equal yourself, it is also an excellent teacher.

Don't change the mirror, change the reflection in it!

The absurd is an even mirror of a skewed world.

There is a solution, just go to the bathroom and say looking in the mirror went

Nowhere will they understand me better than in Russia, where there have been many "Enchanted Wanderers" and "Enchanted Wanderings" along the paths of fate. Life weaves its own pattern, throwing us into all kinds of vicissitudes, and we, floundering, drowning, trying to save ourselves and others, are moving somewhere forward, and maybe back. Memories, like a mirror, reflect what happened. Words or facts cannot be changed. On pain of death - DO NOT!