Quotes About Life

Death is not extinguishing the light; it is putting out the lamp because dawn has come.

We believe that mere movement is life, and that the more velocity it has, the more it expresses vitality.

This is the ultimate end of man, to find the One which is in him; which is his truth, which is his soul; the key with which he opens the gate of the spiritual life, the heavenly kingdom.

The movement of life has to rest in its own music.

Let life be as beautiful as summer flowers And death as beautiful as autumn leaves.

When I think of ages past That have floated down the stream Of life and love and death, I feel how free it makes us To pass away.

At my dying hour, and over my long life,A clock strikes somewhere at the city's edge.

Death is not extinguishing the light It is simply putting out the lamp Because the dawn has come

Man is immortal therefore he must die endlessly. For life is a creative idea it can only find itself in changing forms.

We live in the world when we love it.

The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

The highest education is that which does not merely give us information but makes our life in harmony with all existence.

when you came you cried and everybody smiled with joy; when you go smile and let the world cry for you.

Poems On Time The butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough. Time is a wealth of change, but the clock in its parody makes it mere change and no wealth. Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

Death belongs to life as birth does The walk is in the raising of the foot as in the laying of it down

And because I love this life I know I shall love death as well. The child cries out when From the right breast the mother Takes it away, in the very next moment To Find in the left one Its consolation.

These paper boats of mine are meant to dance on the ripples of hours, and not reach any destination.

A message came from my youth of vanished days, saying, 'I wait for you among the quivering of unborn May, where smiles ripen for tears and hours ache with songs unsung.' It says, 'Come to me across the worn-out track of age, through the gates of death. For dreams fade, hopes fail, the fathered fruits of the year decay, but I am the eternal truth, and you shall meet me again and again in your voyage of life from shore to shore.

And because I love this life, I know I shall love death as well. (#95)

Poems On Life: Life is given to us, we earn it by giving it. Let the dead have the immortality of fame, but the living the immortality of love. Life's errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony with the whole. Life, like a child, laughs, shaking its rattle of death as it runs.

The world has kissed my Soul with its pain, asking for its return in Songs.

These days my sole desire is that our lives should be simple and straightforward, that all around us there should be peace and cheerfulness, that our way of life should be unostentatious and full of bounty, that our needs should be small and our aims high and our efforts unselfish and our work for others more important than our work for ourselves.

All my work and all my dealings with people feel very easy. Actually, everything is simple. There is one straight road - if you open your eyes you can go along it. I don't see the need to search for all sorts of clever short cuts. Happiness and sadness are both on the road - there is no road that avoids them - but peace is found only on this road, nowhere else.

Day by day thou art making me worthy of the simple, great gifts that thou gavest to me unasked—this sky and the light, this body and the life and the mind—saving me from perils of overmuch desire.