Quotes About Life

The flesh is but a sack of goo, a feast for worms to delve into. Remember, mortal, as you strive, that you, ambitious goo, must also die.

But are you finding monastic history a very compelling reason to live?" "I'm not human," he said. "I don't require a reason to live. Living is my default condition." I couldn't help it; I laughed, and tears welled in my eyes. That answer was quintessentially Orma, distilled to his elemental Orma-ness.

You were naming my life, which is similar but not identical to saving. We name something to make it real, to give it meaning. You can name my life and I might still die. Those aren't mutually exclusive.

Don't be afraid. We're walking away from death, not toward it. Death is going back.

Tess had thought her grandmother, somewhat poetically, as having come unbuttoned from time.

I—I value your continued existence.

There is no pain - free path, sweet girl. Choosing is what makes like bearable.

Where's the logic in dying?

All my life I had longed to be ordinary; how ridiculous to be disgruntled when I finally was. It was no use being envious; we were all different

The world is surprisingly hard to destroy," said Pathka gently. "Whereas saving it can be done a bit at a time. Anyway, don't be afraid. We're walking away from death, not toward it.

Whether you've been hindered through culture or family like Emily, or gifted with the Gospel like Mary Grace, or wounded like Hillary, or lost and looking for redemption like Charlotte, Jesus provides the healing and answer we are all looking for. He is the way, the truth, and the life. Not for a select few. But for each one of us. For you. Discussion Questions 1.

Funny how a crisis can put life into perspective, fine-tune the eye of the heart, like laser surgery. In less than a minute everything comes into a twenty-twenty view.

Youth isn't all it's cracked up to be either." "Then you're doing it wrong.

It's the smell of life, Mother." Emily drew deep. "Gasoline, horses, the sweat of men, the perfume of women.

The laugh lines stretching from the corners of her hazel eyes were evidence he'd been a decent husband, if not a good one, despite all of his disappointments and failures.

Death required me to pay attention to my life, to what I believe. A woman never knows when her life will be required of her.

I thought life's answers were out there somewhere. Now I realize the answers are in me, in my faith in Jesus and His love for me.

death, she still was the most

Please don't joke and bleed at the same time.

Hey, you have a soft spot for the mortal ones. A fascination with all the charming things they do while listening to the tick, tick, tick of their own looming lives. That's fine, that's good, everyone needs a hobby.

Tell me there's more to it than just adding water," he said. I gave him a pointed look. "Nope. that's all there is to it." he looked over his shoulder at the doorway that led to the living room, then back at me. "Matchmaking?" I grimaced and nodded. "You don't look thrilled." "It's my love life, and everyone treats it like it's a community project.

I don't know all the answers in life, but the beauty in math is that the answer is always there." He scoffed. "Yet I never seem to be able to find it." "Maybe you've been looking in the wrong place.

When you reduce life to black and white, you never see rainbows.

Some days are diamond. Some days are stone.