Quotes About Life

Oh, you may smile, Mr. Quin, but you cannot deny what I am saying." "I deny nothing. In what you see you are always right. And yet—" "Yet what?" Mr. Quin leaned forward. His dark melancholy eyes searched for those of Mr. Satterthwaite. "Have you learned so little of life?" he breathed.

This is real life; and real life stops just where it chooses.

I recalled the leering drunken old man, and the toil-worn face of the dead woman—and I shivered a little at the remorselessness of time….

Aunt Jane,' said Raymond, looking at her curiously, 'how do you do it? You have lived such a peaceful life and yet nothing seems to surprise you.' 'I always find one thing very like another in this world,' said Miss Marple.

?ôi khi có m?t v?c th?m ng?n cách quá kh? và t??ng lai. Khi ng??i ta ?ã b??c ?i trong thung l?ng c?a bóng t?i t? th?n r?i thoát ra kh?i, vào trong ánh sáng, ?ó là m?t cu?c s?ng m?i b?t ??u. Quá kh? s? ch?ng giúp ích gì n?a.

Qué absurdo llamar a la juventud el tiempo de la felicidad! ¡La juventud es la edad de mayor vulnerabilidad!" (Muerte en el Nilo)

Ah," she said, "I've enjoyed myself! There's nothing like exchanging gossip and remembering old scandals." "A little malice," agreed Mr. Treves, "adds a certain savour to life.

He had had a lonely life and a lonely death. But it had been the kind of loneliness that spends itself in living amongst people, and in passing the time that way not unpleasantly.

I regard St. Mary Mead," he said authoritatively, "as a stagnant pool." He looked at us, prepared for resentment at his statement, but somewhat, I think, to his chagrin, no one displayed annoyance. "That is really not a very good simile, dear Raymond," said Miss Marple briskly. "Nothing, I believe, is so full of life under the microscope as a drop of water from a stagnant pool.

Aprendí, aunque supongo que ya lo sabía, que nunca se debe intentar volver atrás, que la esencia de la vida es seguir hacia delante.

You say your life is your own, but can you ignore the chance that you are taking part in a gigantic drama under the orders of a divine producer? Your cue may not come till the end of the play--it may be totally uninportant, a mere walking on part, but on it may hang the issues of the play, if you do not give the cue to another player. The whole edifice may crumple. You as you, may not matter to anyone in the world, but you as a person in a particular place may matter unimaginably.

The fat woman in purple was looking radiant…Undoubtedly the fat had certain compensations in life…a zest—a gusto—denied to those of more fashionable contours.

Greta avevo capito com'ero fatto fin dal primo momento in cui mi aveva conosciuto. Non avevamo mai nutrito stupide illusioni l'uno sul conto dell'altra. Lei aveva il mio stesso tipo di mentalità, desiderava le stesse cose che desideravo io. Volevamo il Mondo, e non ci saremmo accontentati d'altro. Volevamo tutto ciò che la vita poteva offrirci. Volevamo soddisfare qualunque ambizione. Volevamo avere tutto, non volevamo negarci niente.

Life, [...], whatever else it is, is not reasonable.

Wwhat the hell? Weve all got to die sometime!

Was that really and truly what people were secretly feeling everywhere? Was that what, ultimately, war did to you? It was not the physical dangers—the mines at sea, the bombs from the air, the crisp ping of a rifle bullet as you drove over a desert track. No, it was the spiritual danger of learning how much easier life was if you ceased to think…

But that is how life is viewed. When you are young, you are YOUNG; when you are in vigour you are a 'VERY strong man'; when your vigour begins to fail, you are OLD. If old, you might as well be as old as possible.

This seems to have taken me a long way from detective stories, but explains, perhaps, why I have got more interest in my victims than my criminals. The more passionately alive the victim, the more glorious indignation I have on his behalf, and am full of a delighted triumph when I have delivered a near-victim out of the valley of the shadow of death. Returning

A volte si apre un abisso fra il passato e il futuro. Quando una persona si è incamminata nella valle all'ombra della morte, e ne torna fuori alla luce del sole...è allora, mon cher, che comincia una nuova vita. Il passato non serve più.

But who thinks of death in the middle of life?" -Mike Rogers Endless Night by Agatha Christie

Yes. Of course, you're very young… you haven't got to that yet. But it does come! The blessed relief when you know that you've done with it all—that you haven't got to carry the burden any longer. You'll feel that too, someday…

Because people like living, don't they? So do flies. Even if you're old and in pain and can just crawl out in the sun. Julian says those people like living even more than young strong people do. It's harder, he says, for them to die, the struggle's greater. I like living myself—not just being happy and enjoying myself and having a good time. I mean living—waking up and feeling, all over me, that I'm there—ticking over.

Aprendí que no se puede dar marcha atrás, que la esencia de la vida es ir hacia adelante. La vida, en realidad, es una calle de sentido único.

The amount of women you hear say, "If Donald—or Arthur—or whatever his name was—had only lived." And I sometimes think but if he had, he'd have been a stout, unromantic, short-tempered, middle-aged husband as likely as not.