Quotes About Life

Live with the consequences of your deeds and enjoy the warmth they create. The only warmth in the cold, indifferent universe is that which we create ourselves. And that is what a work of art is, it is what a constructed life is, a fulfilled life, the warmth of acts.

Los seres humanos no podrían soportar una vida carente de sentido.»

Es posible que la existencia carezca de sentido. Y sin embargo, la pasión de vivir es más fuerte que la explicación de la vida.»

A neuron didn't know whether it fired in response to a scent or a symphony. Brain cells weren't intelligent; only brains were. And brain cells weren't even the lower limit. The origins of thought were buried so deep they predated multicellular life itself: neurotransmitters in choanoflagellates, potassium ion gates in Monosiga. I am a colony of microbes talking to itself, Brüks reflected.

They never experience the past tense. It's just another thread to them. They don't remember stuff, they relive it.

We all come into the story halfway through, we all catch up as best we can, and we're all gonna die before it ends.

It's the pattern that matters, you see. Not the choice of building materials. Life is information, shaped by natural selection. Carbon's just fashion, nucleic acids mere optional accessories. Electrons can do all that stuff, if they're coded the right way. It's all just pattern.

rigor vitae

We all come into the story half way through, we all catch up as best we can, and we're all gonna die before it ends.

What's the difference between being dead, and just not knowing you're alive?

TO HIMSELF EVERYONE IS IMMORTAL; HE MAY KNOW THAT HE IS GOING TO DIE, BUT HE CAN NEVER KNOW THAT HE IS DEAD. —

We're dead anyway, all we get to choose is the exit strategy.

And if the best toys do end up in the hands of those who've never forgotten that life itself is an act of war against intelligent opponents, what does that say about a race whose machines travel between the stars?

Lenie " odzywa siÄ™ Joel "SÅ'ucham?" "PróbowaÅ'aÅ› siÄ™ kiedyÅ› zabi??" "Jasne, jak ka?dy" odpowiada

nouveaux undead

we're hard-core realists—we just pay lip service to death and decay and keep right on feeling immortal anyway.

And if the best toys do end up in the hands of those who've never forgotten that life itself is an act of war against intelligent opponents, what does that say about a race whose machines travel between the stars?

even chickenshits have more kids than corpses do.

What's the difference between being dead, and just not knowing you're alive?

Medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for

Architecture has its own realm. It has a special physical relationship with life. I do not think of it primarily as either a message or a symbol, but as an envelope and background for life which goes on in and around it, a sensitive container for the rhythm of footsteps on the floor, for the concentration of work, for the silence of sleep.

Life of the known and knowledgeable. Elevator. People coming in and coming out. One stays. Lights turn on and off.

And what is the cause hereof, but only our own lightness & daintiness: for we seem to be good for nothing else, but to be tossed hither & thither like a Tennise bal, being creatures of very short life, of infinite carefulness, & yet ignorant unto what shore to sail with our ship

A good death does honor to a whole life.