Quotes About Life

On the way out of the theater, I brushed away the tears, worried that my friend would notice. Suddenly he turned to me. "What a waste of a life!" he snapped. "All that suffering for nothing!" His comments shocked me. It was the first time I realized that my feelings toward religion might be the opposite of what others experienced.

But shining through the nineteenth-century piety, like a pale green shoot bursting through dark soil, is a stunningly original personality, a person who, despite the difficulties of life, holds out to us her Little Way and says to us one thing: Love.

avoid dying a moment before we have to. Given that we expend so much effort staying alive, it might seem strange to think that anyone

I will recommend focusing on gratitude. This is not to dismiss or cover up the sadness. Rather, when we are sad, we tend to assume that there is no good at all in life. Focusing on gratitude helps to restore our whole vision.

Joy is often an outgrowth not simply of following our vocation in life, but of helping those in need and of loving one another. So joy is not a selfish thing to seek, but a selfless thing to find.

His whole life was a quest for freedom—the freedom to be open to the wonderful reality that God has made, to God himself, to what is!

because everyone's life is full of absurdity, improbability, and general craziness.

In such uncommon longings, hidden in plain sight in our lives, does God call us.

I decided long ago that life's absurd. If you don't develop a sense of humor, it will drive you mad.

Horses don't live thirty years,

Life was merely a momentary act of resistance, while death was the ultimate champion. Ah,

There's such a big difference between being dead and alive, I told myself, the greatest gift that anyone can give anyone else is life. And the greatest sin a person can do to another is to take away that life. Next to that, all the rules and religions in the world are secondary; mere words and beliefs that people choose to believe and kill and hate by. My life won't be lived that way, and neither, I hope, will my children's.

I was so sorry, deep in my heart I was sorry, but all your "sorrys" are gone when a person dies. She was gone. Gone. That's why you have to say all your "sorrys" and "I love yous" while a person is living, because tomorrow isn't promised.

But at the end of the day, there are some questions that have no answers, and then one answer that has no question: love rules the game. Every time. All the time. That's what counts.

There's such a big difference between being dead and alive, I told myself, and the greatest sin a person can do to another is to take away that life. Next to that, all the rules and religions in the world are secondary; mere words and beliefs that people choose to believe and kill and hate by. My life won't be lived that way, and neither, I hope, will my children's.

The greatest gift that anyone can give anyone is LIFE. And the greatest sin a person can do is to take away that life. NEXT to that, all rules and religions in the worldare secondary, mere words and beliefs that people CHOOSE to believe and KILL and HATE by.

He's a drunk. One of those guys who dies at twenty and is buried at eighty.

Dead as a doornail, yet dreaming of Venice.

People find different ways of keeping the ones they loved among the living, he said cautiously. Children. Memories. The names of things.

dac? viaÈ›a ar fi fost o petrecere, atunci copiii erau petrecerea de dup?, iar singurul obstacol între tine È™i asta ar fi fost firea uman?, paznicul veÈ™nic de la intrarea într-un club.

To marry, to start a family, to accept all the children that come, and to help them in this insecure world, is the best that a man can do.

His eyes had seen it all. He was 24 years old.

I knewThat life was fiction in disguise.

So it is with life. Those thorns, the prickly problems of life, cause us to strive to rise above them and then, as we do, we learn. We learn to exercise true compassion, true kindness - or the thorns, if we let them, cause us to brood, to mourn over our trials. Then we plant the seeds of bitterness, hate, and ruin - weeds. We may reach up for the rose or down to the weeds...the weeds in life that tangle us, strangle us, and cause us to lose hope.