Quotes About Life

Children are our crop, our fields, our earth. They are birds let loose into darkness. They are errors renewed. Still, they are the only source from which may be drawn a life more successful, more knowing than our own. Somehow they will do one thing, take one step further, they will see the summit. We believe in it, the radiance that streams from the future, from days we will not see. Children must live, must triumph. Children must die; that is an idea we cannot accept.

Of them all, it was the true love. Of them all, it was the best. That other sumptuous love which made one drunk, which one longed for, envied, believed in, that was not life. It was what life was seeking; it was a suspension of life. But to be close to a child, for whom one spent everything, whose life was protected and nourished by one's own, to have that child beside one, at peace, was the real, the deepest, the only joy.

As Rilke says, there are no classes for beginners in life, the most difficult thing is always asked of one right away.

A great novel is the record of how a character fights with death.

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more

For Twain, the notion that great writing had to be drawn from life–rather than from what an author heard, read, or simply imagined–was an article of faith, at the heart of his conception of how serious writers worked.

How little roomDo we take up in death that, living, knowNo bounds!

Death was easy. A piece of pie. That is the true horror.

When I told my mother the extremes I went to in order to make a living, she just shook her head and said, "Now don't you wish you'd finished college, dear?" Mother's are so wise, sometimes.

People die all around us all the time. Drop like flies. Overdose. Aids. Sometimes they kill themselves. People come. They go. Dying is the same as rehab or moving back to Missouri. It just means I won't be seeing them again

But the law of life is change; nothing continues in the same way for any length of time; happiness must become unhappiness, and will be succeeded again by the joy it had displaced. The past also must be reckoned with; it is seldom as far behind us as we could wish: it is more often in front, blocking the way, and the future trips over it just when we think that the road is clear and joy our own.

Deeds grow old in a day and are buried in a night. New memories come crowding on old ones, and one must learn to forget as well as to remember.

But the term of man and woman, of king or queen, is set in the stars, and there is no escaping Doom for any one;

He glanced at Artison. "They couldn't even kill you if they tried." "What are you talking about? Why not?" "Because," Larria whispered, "You're already dead.

I have lived a life of dread and I have learned that it cannot be dispelled if you are alone. Unity brings light. And light pushes back the dark.

He knew, with unwavering certainty, that just like organic beings, artificial ones had the same capacity to bring goodness into the universe, as much as they could do the opposite. The nature of a sentient being's origin did not matter. It was the expression of that life that created light or darkness.

Life is sad enough without people writing sad books.

He was sad because he had grown up, and because the years passed like a river that no man could stop.

He took a meditative puff on his stogy, and informed himself that time was a funny thing. Old Man Time just walked along, and he didn't even blow a How-do-you-do through his whiskers. He just walked on past you. Things just change.

This proposal would mean our Universe is entirely deterministic, our lives the result of a gigantic computer program that we live within and form part of.

Dust is watching life's talk show.

I had a theory for a while, but I had to let it go. It was wasting away in captivity. It sat there in the cage of my brain and wouldn't eat. When I had first trapped it it was beautiful and wild and amused everyone. "Too much attention," the vet said. It wasn't cut out for that kind of life. "Smart

When a clock dies no one wakes.

Time will take your money, but money won't buy time.