Quotes About Life

Lo que usted decide pensar de usted mismo y de la vida llega a ser verdad para usted. Y ambos tenemos opciones ilimitadas respecto de lo que podemos pensar.

I am the living, loving, joyous expression of life. All is well in my world.

SHOULDERS: (Bursitis): I release anger in harmless ways. Love releases and relaxes. Life is joyous and free; all that I accept is good.

heavy smoking are ways of denying life. They mask a deep feeling of being totally unworthy of existing. Scolding will not change the habit of smoking. It is the basic belief that must change first.

I can feel love for: The very process of life itself. The joy of being alive. The beauty I see. Another person. Knowledge. The process of the mind. Our bodies and the way they work. Animals, birds, fish. Vegetation in all its forms. The Universe and the way it works.

EARS: I listen to God. I hear the joys of life. I am part of life. I listen with love.

In the infinity of life where I am, all is perfect, whole, and complete, and yet life is ever changing.

Life is like a book that never ends. Chapters close, but not the book itself. The end of one physical incarnation is like the end of a chapter, on some level setting up the beginning of another. — Marianne Williamson

What we believe about ourselves and about life becomes true for us.

I am open and receptive to all the good and abundance in the Universe. Thank you, Life.

I also believe that we contribute toward the creation of every condition in our lives, good or bad, with our thinking, feeling patterns. The thoughts we think create our feelings, and we then begin to live our lives in accordance with these feelings and beliefs.

The stresses I had obsessed about seemed like cleverly constructed challenges that beckoned me to create life more mindfully and authentically.

Sorrow is wisdom, the poet said.

The wheel turns. Blue above, green below, we wander a long way, but love is what the cup of our soul contains when we leave the world and the flesh.

What we call reality is an agreement that people have arrived at to make life more livable.

I was tired of seeing the Graces always depicted as beautiful young things. I think wisdom comes with age and life and pain. And knowing what matters.

The leaves had fallen from the trees and lay crisp and crackling beneath his feet. Picking one up he marveled, not for the first time, at the perfection of nature where leaves were most beautiful at the very end of their lives.

His theory is that life is loss,' said Myrna after a moment. 'Loss of parents, loss of loves, loss of jobs. So we have to find a higher meaning in our lives than these things and people. Otherwise we'll lose ourselves.

Where other women ... were lovely, Annie Gamache was alive. Late, too late, Jean Guy Beauvoir had come to appreciate how very important it was, how very attractive it was, how very rare it was, to be fully alive.

Life can be cruel, as you know. But it can also be kind. Filled with wonders. You need to remember that. You have your own choice to make, Armand. What're you going to focus on? What's unfair, or all the wonderful things that happen? Both are true, both are real. Both need to be accepted. But which carries more weight with you?" Stephen tapped the boy's chest. "The terrible or the wonderful? The goodness or the cruelty? Your life will be decided by that choice.

She taught me that life goes on, and that I had a choice. To lament what I no longer had or be grateful for what remained.

Living our lives was like living in a long house. We entered as babies at one end, and we exited when our time came. And in between we moved through this one, great, long room. Everyone we ever met, and every thought and action lived in that room with us. Until we made peace with the less agreeable parts of our past they'd continue to heckle us from way down the long house. And sometimes the really loud, obnoxious ones told us what to do, directing our actions even years later.

Do you know what I've learned, after three decades of death?" Gamache asked, leaning toward the agent and lowering his voice. Despite himself, the agent leaned forward. "I've learned how precious life is.

The lines of his face were the longitude and latitude of his life.