Quotes About Life

The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time

A city of Dreadful Nights: "The world rolls round forever like a mill, it grinds out life and death and good and ill. It has no purpose, heart, nor mind, nor will.

The City is of Night; perchance of Death,But certainly of Night.

Women deserve to have more than twelve years between the ages of twenty-eight and forty.

I'm 65 and I guess that puts me in with the geriatrics. But if there were fifteen months in every year, I'd only be 48. That's the trouble with us. We number everything. Take women, for example. I think they deserve to have more than twelve years between the ages of 28 and 40.

I loathe the expression "What makes him tick." It is the American mind, looking for simple and singular solution, that uses the foolish expression. A person not only ticks, he also chimes and strikes the hour, falls and breaks and has to be put together again, and sometimes stops like an electric clock in a thunderstorm.

Humor is emotional chaos remembered in tranquility.

Time is for dragonflies and angels. The former live too little and the latter live too long.

The greatest discovery of my generation is that man can alter his life simply by altering his attitude of mind.

There are obviously two educations. One should teach us how to make a living and the other how to live.

and among the many, many things I've had time to think about (such as what's worth living for? what's worth dying for? what's completely foolish to pursue?) I've been thinking a lot about what Hobie said: about those images that strike the heart and set it blooming like a flower, images that open up some much, much larger beauty that you can spend your whole life looking for and never find.

Es muy ruso quejarse continuamente de lo mal que van las cosas. Si la vida te va bien, cállatelo. No vayas a tentar al diablo...

We being round thee, forget to die.

beauty has to be wedded to something more meaningful. Only what is that thing? Why am I made the way I am? Why do I care about all the wrong things, and nothing at all for the right ones? Or, to tip it another way: how can I see so clearly that everything I love or care about is illusion, and yet—for me, anyway—all that's worth living for lies in that charm?

La muerte es la madre de la belleza. —¿Y qué es la belleza? —El terror.

Me gustaría pensar que hay algo de cierto en el tópico amor vincit omnia. Pero si algo he aprendido en esta corta y triste vida, es que ese tópico es mentira. El amor no lo conquista todo. Y el que lo crea es un insensato.

But does it make any sense at all to know that it ends badly for all of us, even the happiest of us, and that we all lose everything that matters in the end - and yet to know as well, despite all this, as cruelly as the game is stacked, that it's possible to play it with a kind of joy?

And beauty is terror,' said Julian, 'then what is desire? We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?' 'To live,' said Camilla. 'To live forever,' said Bunny, chin cupped in palm.

E talvez seja ridículo continuar nesse raciocínio, embora não importe já que ninguém nunca vai ver isso, mas será que faz algum sentido saber que acaba mal pra todo mundo, até para os mais felizes de nós, e que todos perdemos tudo o que importa no final, e ao mesmo tempo saber que, apesar de tudo isso, segundo a cruel elaboração do jogo, é possível jogá-lo com uma espécie de alegria?

And in the midst of our dying, as we rise from the organic and sink back ignominiously into the organic, it is a glory and a privilege to love what Death doesn't touch.

for a few delirious moments I wondered if I was dead.

To try to make some meaning out of all this seems

Tiene algún sentido saber que termina mal para todos, incluso para los más felices, pues al final todos perdemos lo que importa, y saber al mismo tiempo que, pese a ello, con toda la crueldad que implica el juego, es posible jugar con una especie de alegría?

We think we have many desires, but in fact we have only one. What is it?" "To live," said Camilla. "To live forever''.