Quotes About Life

He who advises a sick man, whose manner of life is prejudicial to health, is clearly bound first of all to change his patient's manner of life.

Man proposes, God disposes.

The whole life of man is but a point of time; let us enjoy it.

It's the attitude about life, man. Looking at the light instead of the dark. Looking at love instead of fear.

In fact man's career has been less like a mountain torrent hurtling from rock to rock, than a great sluggish river, broken very seldom by rapids.

The fatal errors of life are not due to man's being unreasonable: an unreasonable moment may be one's finest moment. They are due to man's being logical.

The man who says he has exhausted life generally means that life has exhausted him.

How little is the promise of the child fulfilled in the man.

Every man should stay within his own fortune. [Lat., Intera fortunam quisque debet manere suam.]

For at least 2,000,000 years men have been reproducing and multiplying on a little automated spaceship called earth.

There are so many things about which some old man ought to tell one while one is little; for when one is grown one would know them as a matter of course.

A man who is afraid of death will be afraid of life also, because life brings death. If you are afraid of the enemy and you close your door, the friend will also be prohibited.

Every man is an impossibility until he is born.

I have heard that death takes us away from ill things, not from good. I have heard that when we pronounce the name of man we pronounce the belief of immortality.

The life of man is the true romance, which when it is valiantly conduced, will yield the imagination a higher joy than any fiction.

Life is comic or pitiful as soon as the high ends of being fade out of sight, and man becomes near-sighted, and can only attend towhat addresses the senses.

Faith and love are apt to be spasmodic in the best minds: Men live on the brink of mysteries and harmonies into which yet they never enter, and with their hand on the doorlatch they die outside.

Given the books of a man, it is not difficult, I think, to detect therein the personality of the man, and the station in life to which he was born.

Rejoice that man is hurled, From change to change unceasingly, His soul's wings never furled!

How good is man's life, the mere living! How fit to employ all the heart and the soul and the senses forever in joy!

Man with frailty is allied by birth.

Fat men get knocked over by buses no earlier, nor later, than thin men. And I, for one, have buried most of my thin friends.

A man's life is an appendix to his heart.

"You are old, Father William," the young man cried, "The few locks which are left you are gray; You are hale, Father William, a hearty old man,- Now tell me the reason I pray."