I've given up the looking glass; quicksilver has no sense of tact.

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.

Jews put black over mirrors during times os mourning so they wouldn't think about themselves. But I never did look in mirrors anyway, because I disliked myself. No, wait. I disliked my appearance.

I have rubbed, knocked and brushed up against a thousand windows, trying to get an image.

The man in the mirror is meant to be a stranger. If he and I were to ever become the same person, it would be a fate worse than death.

For success is a discipline. For a discipline is a courage. For a courage is a self respect. For a self respect is a self image. For a self image is a self mirror.