Quotes About Life

you should try living inside the skin of someone with one of those doomed tattoos. In any case, it's not as if I have any great desire to live to a ripe old age, so it doesn't matter. If I can just live a short life, and live it fully, that's enough for me. Cry a little, laugh a little, and then it's over.

I have that officer who administered the Army physical to thank for sparing me. Or maybe I should say I have my father to thank.

Qué trágico que el hombre nunca pueda darse cuenta de lo hermosa que es la vida hasta que se encuentra cara a cara con la muerte

La vida es breve, enamoraos, doncellas... Antes de que la flor carmesí se desvanezca de vuestros labios... Antes de que las mareas de la pasión se enfríen dentro de vosotras... Para aquellos que no conocen el mañana... La vida es breve, enamoraos, doncellas... Antes de que nuestras trenzas de cuervo comiencen a desvanecerse... Antes de que las llamas de vuestros corazones parpadeen y mueran... Para aquellos a quienes el hoy nunca volverá...

My brother had always said that. He claimed that when human beings lived past thirty, all they did was become uglier and meaner, so he had no intention of doing so.

So when my mother expressed her concern to me, I laughed it away, saying, "People who talk about dying don't die.

At this time of my life I did not have a great deal of enthusiasm for Japanese movies, in comparison with foreign pictures. But my interests were still those of a child.

Through all of this my father did not let me loose to spin on my own. He just kept telling me, as I became more and more panicky, "Don't panic. There's nothing to get excited about." He told me if I would just wait calmly, my road in life would open up to me of its own accord. I don't know exactly what kind of viewpoint led him to tell me such things; perhaps he was speaking from his own experience of life. As it turned out, his words proved amazingly accurate.

It seems that, no matter what is happening to me in my personal life, I am always thinking about my work without even knowing it. This phenomenon resembles some kind of karma.

I can't help wondering what fate had prepared me so well for this road I was to take in life. All I can say is that the preparation was totally unconscious on my part.

This is probably true of human life everywhere - a light exterior hides a dark underside.

According to Buddhism, the human life span today has diminished to around a hundred years, and will continue to decrease. That we are living in a time of increasing evil is a common idea among ancient people.

We have seen how the Buddhist conception of the universe underwent numerous changes over time. If we view those shifts as changing responses to the problem of human suffering, we can see a steady progression in one direction: Buddhists gradually ceased to regard life as suffering.

In modern times, the idea of existential suffering has further weakened. Human life is no longer regarded as a realm of suffering but instead as a setting for the actualization of human happiness.

One master those arts for health in mind and body, for the ability to live one's life as courageously, uniquely, and energetically as one wishes!

Mistakes are a part of being human. Appreciate your mistakes for what they are precious life lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it's a fatal mistake, which, at least, others can learn from.

Mistakes are a part of being human. Precious life lessons that can only be learned the hard way. Unless it's a fatal mistake, which, at least, others can learn from.

There are three things that are real: God, human folly, and laughter. The first two are beyond our comprehension. So we must do what we can with the third. —John F. Kennedy

Since fame is an illusion and death is in our future all we have is the next moment before we are swallowed into oblivion.

In a time of social fragmentation, vulgarity becomes a way of life. To be shocking becomes more important - and often more profitable - than to be civil or creative or truly original.

I'm thankful for every moment.

The only mystery in life is why the kamikaze pilots wore helmets.

My dad was in the army. World War II. He got his college education from the army. After World War II he became an insurance salesman. Really, I didn't know my dad very well. He and my mother split up after the war. I was raised by my maternal grandmother and grandfather, and by my mother.

Like every part of his life was about cultivating an identity. He couldn't just be normal.