Quotes About Life

Life is the jailer, Death the angel sent To draw the unwilling bolts and set us free.

I was in therapy with Reich for three years and it was body therapy mostly. We didn't do much talking and focused on breathing. Well, breathing is the most important thing in life. You don't breathe, you don't have any life! And he knew something about breathing.

Life is not a mixture of matter and energy but energy in matter, bound in such a way that dissociation is impossible so long as the living process continues.

The secret of the magic of life consists in using action in order to attain non-action. One must not wish to leap over everything and penetrate directly.

The clouds above us join and separate, The breeze in the courtyard leaves and returns. Life is like that, so why not relax? Who can stop us from celebrating?

se a gente segue assim, para trás ou para a frente, vê que não pode se partir o fio da vida, mesmo que está podre nalgum lado, ele sempre se emenda noutro sítio, cresce, desvia, foge, avança, curva, pára, esconde, aparece... " - from "Luuanda

Our stories remind us how precious and fragile life can be-- and that we must risk our hearts everyday to know happiness.

Water is what people need to survive," he said. "It quenches the deepest thirst, and you don't have to be rich to drink it. There's nothing better than cold water….

Art is unquestionably one of the purest and highest elements in human happiness. It trains the mind through the eye, and the eye through the mind. As the sun colors flowers, so does art color life.

Happiness is a thing to be practiced, like the violin.

Do not let your picture of the whole of your life confuse you, do not dwell upon all the manifold troubles which have come to pass and will come to pass; but ask yourself in regard to every passing moment: what is there here that cannot be borne and cannot be endured? Then remind yourself that it is not the future or the past that weighs heavy upon you, but always the present, and that this gradually grows less. (Meditations, VIII, 36)

The Gods are not to be feared; death cannot be felt; the good can be won; what we dread can be conquered.

the irreversibility of things is a kind of death at the heart of life and threatens constantly to steer us into time past- the home of nostalgia, guilt, regret and remorse, the great spoilers of happiness.

as Freud said; that the nostalgia for lost paradises, for the joys and sorrows of childhood, lays upon our lives a weight as heavy as it is unknown to us.

The whole sense of the voyage of Odysseus, which we shall trace or retrace in chapter three, starts here: the good life is the life reconciled to what is the case, the life lived in its natural place, within the cosmic order, and it behooves each of us to find this place and accomplish this voyage if we want one day to arrive in the harbor of wisdom, of serenity.

Gaia—which in Greek means "the earth.

It is from these three primordial entities—Chaos, Gaia, and Eros—that everything will come to life, and the world will progressively organize itself.

There is no doubt that a little difficulty and plenty of variety keep you young, or at any rate amused, which may be nearly the same thing. I sometimes wonder whether science will one day establish that we die of boredom.

Nobody ever died from wearing Mitsouko, but lots of babies were born as a result of it.

En su lugar, me voy a vivir a Madrid. Que es algo bastante parecido a la muerte.

The gods conceal from men the happiness of death, that they may endure life.

Sive parens rerum, cum primum informia regna Materiamque rudem flamma cedente recpit, Fixit in aeternum causas, qua cuncta coercet Se quoque lege tenens, et saecula iussa ferentem Fatorum inmoto divisit limite mundum; Sive nihil positom est sed fors incerta vagatur Fertque refertque vices, et habet mortalia casus: Sit subitum, quodcumque paras; sit caeca future Mens hominum fati; liceat sperare timenti.

Death, would that you scorned to take the coward's life, And came only to valour!

God cheats men into living on by hiding how blessed it is to die.