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Life Quotes
"Live wastes itself while we are preparing to live."
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"She nailed it to the wall with her well-aimed dart, like a butterfly with no will whose sentence has always been written."
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"True faith and suffering frequently go hand-in-hand . . .Living for Christ, walking in His way, will not be an easy path."
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"It is not only what we have that enhance our dignity but what we do with what we have also magnifies our reputation to the highest level."
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"I've known the thrill of winning a tough ball game and of winning a golf match on the last hole. But to me the biggest thrill is to win the big one-the spiritual battle of life."
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"Rich can live better than poor but they cannot live without poor."
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"Unreal City, Under the brown fog of a winter dawn,A crowd flowed over London Bridge, so many,I had not thought death had undone so many.Sighs, short and infrequent, were exhaled,And each man fixed his eyes before his feet.Flowed up the hill and down King William Street,To where St Mary Woolnoth kept the hours With a dead sound on the final stock of nine.There I saw one I knew, and stopped him crying: 'Stetson!You, who were with me in the ships at Mylae!That corpse you planted last year in your garden,Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year? Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?Oh keep the Dog far hence, that's friend to men,Or with his nails he'll dig it up again!You! hypocrite lecteur!-mon semblable,-mon frere!"
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"Some of the best things that have ever happened to us wouldn't have happened to us, if it weren't for some of the worst things that have ever happened to us."
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"It turns out that I learned something from my dear old dad after all: firemen are experts at getting into places they shouldn't be."
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"My friends don't think they're rich, because they know someone who's richer."
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"There is only one autumn in a year, but in people's life, there are many autumns in one year!"
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"An empty street sucks your fullness, a full street fills your emptiness!"
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"What makes us Christians shrug our shoulders when we ought to be flexing our muscles? What makes us apathetic in a day when there are loads to lift, a world to be won, and captives to be set free? Why are so many bored, when the times demand action? Christ told us that in the last days there would be an insipid attitude toward life."
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"A good writer knew when not to write. Anybody could type. Not that I was a good typist also I couldn't spell and I didn't know grammar. But I knew when not to write. It was like fucking. You had to rest the godhead now and then."
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"There's pathos in this familiar routine, in the sounds of homely objects touching surfaces. And in the little sigh she makes when she turns or slightly bends our unwieldy form. It's already clear to me how much of life is forgotten even as it happens. Most of it. The unregarded present spooling away from us, the soft tumble of unremarkable thoughts, the long-neglected miracle of existence. When she's no longer twenty-eight and pregnant and beautiful, or even free, she won't remember the way she set down the spoon and the sound it made on slate, the frock she wore today, the touch of her sandal's thong between her toes, the summer's warmth, the white noise of the city beyond the house walls, a short burst of birdsong by a closed window. All gone, already."
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"I own my past, it hasn't been grande' But it's had some pretty great moments. I own my movements of now, it isn't what I've dreamt, but I'm closer than I was before.I own my future, it is going to test me, But I trust I have the strength to pull through. Life isn't what happens to us, but what we choose to become."
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"I did the searching and remembering, she did the disappearing and the forgetting."
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"I would stay in New York, I told him, just six months, and I could see the Brooklyn Bridge from my window. As it turned out the bridge was the Triborough, and I stayed eight years."
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"Luckily we don't sleep standing. Who knows where the dream will take us!"
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"Human life is everywhere a state in which much is to be endured, and little to be enjoyed."
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"Do you know what you get when you try to escape? When you drive for miles in a deserted city or swim for hours in a shoreless sea? You get yourself."
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"We have advantages. We have a cushion to fall back on. This is abundance. A luxury of place and time. Something rare and wonderful. It's almost historically unprecedented. We must do extraordinary things. We have to. It would be absurd not to."
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"In the big scheme of things, it's the little things that matter."
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"Life includes unforeseen incidents that prove critical to promote personal growth. Life rarely gives us what we want. We are lucky if life gives us what we need in order to fulfill the path that was in place at our birthing."
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"The insatiable thirst for everything which lies beyond, and which life reveals, is the most living proof of our immortality."
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"Life is like a collage. Its individual pieces are arranged to create harmony. Appreciate the artwork of your life."
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"He had thrown himself away, he had lost interest in everything, and life, falling in with his feelings, had demanded nothing of him. He had lived as an outsider, an idler and onlooker, well liked in his young manhood, alone in his illness and advancing years. Seized with weariness, he sat down on the wall, and the river murmured darkly in his thoughts."
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"It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress."
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"Life is either always a tightrope or a feather bed. Give me the tightrope."
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"So we shall let the reader answer this question for himself: who is the happier man, he who has braved the storm of life and lived or he who has stayed securely on shore and merely existed?"
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"Every time it rains, the soil counts every drop to know exactly how many times to thank to God!"
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"Shoes need feet to walk! Everything needs something to function!"
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