Reflections
[rɪ'flɛkʃən]
Examples
- In such a Kaleidoscope, the circular figure will be formed by three reflections from each glass. Frederick C. Bakewell. Great Facts.
- I shall conclude this subject with two reflections, which may deserve our attention. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- I will not here make reflections on any person's judgment. George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- Twill therefore be proper, before we leave this subject, to bestow a few reflections on that passion, and shew its origin in human nature. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- Such reflections appear visionary to the eye of the practical statesman, but they are within the range of possibility to the philosopher. Plato. The Republic.
- Private prayer is inaudible speech, and speech is representative: who can represent himself just as he is, even in his own reflections? George Eliot. Middlemarch.
- These reflections made our legislators pause, before they could decide on the laws to be put in force. Mary Shelley. The Last Man.
- This difficulty we may easily solve by the following reflections. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- Such are my reflections, Miss Clack, on my way to Brighton. Wilkie Collins. The Moonstone.
- It is true, few can form exact systems of the passions, or make reflections on their general nature and resemblances. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- Mrs. Weston, with her baby on her knee, indulging in such reflections as these, was one of the happiest women in the world. Jane Austen. Emma.
- I had sufficient leisure for these and many other reflections during my journey to Ingolstadt, which was long and fatiguing. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- My reflections on this theme were still in progress when dinner was announced. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- There was a certain triteness in these reflections: they were those habitual to young men on the approach of their wedding day. Edith Wharton. The Age of Innocence.
- At all which moral reflections, Master Bardell howled the louder. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Her imagination was busy, her reflections were pleasant, and the pain of a sprained ankle was disregarded. Jane Austen. Sense and Sensibility.
- These reflections determined me, and I resolved to remain silent. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- I sat in a chair on the other side of the hearth, lost in unhappy reflections, and looking at the fire too, and sometimes at her. Charles Dickens. David Copperfield.
- The next day as I was returning home from my solitary walk, reflections, the most despondingly melancholy, crowded on my mind. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- I threw myself into the chaise that was to convey me away, and indulged in the most melancholy reflections. Mary Shelley. Frankenstein_Or_The Modern Prometheus.
- Quite other feelings absorb his reflections and govern his faculties. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- My reflections closed in an audibly pronounced word, Graham! Charlotte Bronte. Villette.
- She can have no idea of the pain she gives me by her continual reflections on him. Jane Austen. Pride and Prejudice.
- Reflections won't do. Charlotte Bronte. Shirley.
- His apprehension was so clear, and his judgment so exact, that he made very wise reflections and observations upon all I said. Jonathan Swift. Gulliver's Travels into Several Remote Nations of the World.
- I was interrupted while making these wise reflections by a visit from Wellington. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Such reflections require a work a-part, very different from the genius of the present. David Hume. A Treatise of Human Nature.
- Mr. Pickwick had been so absorbed in these reflections, that a knock at the door was three or four times repeated before he heard it. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
- Only by a pupil's own observations, reflections, framing and testing of suggestions can what he already knows be amplified and rectified. John Dewey. Democracy and Education.
- My reflections were interrupted by my servant, who brought me a letter from George Brummell, full of nonsensical vows and professions. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
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