All the world used her ill, said this young misanthropist, and we may be pretty certain that persons whom all the world treats ill, deserve entirely the treatment they get. The world is a looking-glass, and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face. Frown at it, and it will in turn look sourly upon you; laugh at it and with it, and it is a jolly kind companion; and so let all young persons take their choice.
Mind is the Masterpower that molds and makes, and Man is Mind, and ever more he takes the Tool of Thought, and shaping what he wills, brings forth a thousand joys, a thousand illsHe thinks in secret and it comes to pass Environment is but his looking-glass.
A lover, when he is admitted to cards, ought to be solemnly silent, and observe the motions of his mistress. He must laugh when she laughs, sigh when she sighs. In short, he should be the shadow of her mind. A lady, in the presence of her lover, should never want a looking-glass as a beau, in the presence of his looking-glass, never wants a mistress.
The world is full of fools; and he who would not wish to see one, must not only shut himself up alone, but must also break his looking-glass.
If your heart were sincere and upright, every creature would be unto you a looking-glass of life and a book of holy doctrine.
LOOKING-GLASS, n. A vitreous plane upon which to display a fleeting show for man's disillusion given.
Example is a bright looking-glass, universal and for all shapes to look into.
If intellection and knowledge were mere passion from without, or the bare reception of extraneous and adventitious forms, then no reason could be given at all why a mirror or looking-glass should not understand.
May she be granted beauty and yet not; Beauty to make a stranger's eye distraught, Or hers before a looking-glass, for such, Being made beautiful overmuch, Consider beauty a sufficient end, Lose natural kindness and maybe; The heart-revealing intimacy; That chooses right, and never find a friend.
Credit is like a looking-glass, which when once sullied by a breath, may be wiped clear again but if once cracked can never be repaired.
I must learn to walk this long unlovely wintry way, looking for spectacles, shunning the cruel looking-glass, laughing at my clumsiness before others mistakenly condole, not expecting gallantry yet disappointed to receive none, apprehending every ache of shaft of pain, alive to blinding flashes of mortality, unarmed, totally vulnerable.