Quotes About Life

The crisis might be what sticks in my mind, but the in-between moments are the ones I would not have missed for the world.

There are just as many stories to be told in the dark spots as there are in the bright ones.

What did you say to the people who had given you life, when you were about to intentionally throw that gift away?

Everyone's surprised by death. Which is kind of ridiculous when you think about it. It's not exactly a spoiler. But I think that what really shocked me is how many people can't see the shape of the life they've lived until they get to the very end of it.

How could you pick, knowing that you'd have to go home and live with the choice you made?

One day, you look in the mirror, and see gray hair. One day, you realize there is less of your life left than what you've already lived. And you think, How did this happen so fast? It was only yesterday when I was having my first legal drink, when I was diapering him, when I was young. When this realization hits, you start doing the math. How much time do I have left? How much can I fit into that small space? Some

Maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look lie.

Danger came in different packages, at different points in a lifetime.

Life happens when you least expect it, but that doesn't mean you can't have a blueprint in your back pocket.

Okay, but what if death wasn't the ending you've been told it is? What if time is like fabric, a bolt that's so long you can't see where it starts or it ends?" She pauses. "Maybe at the moment a person dies, that life gets compressed so small and dense it's like a pinprick in the cloth. It may be that at that point, you enter a new reality. A new stitch in time, basically.

He couldn't live a life worth saving, and he couldn't save a life worth living.

tal vez las cosas malas suceden porque es la única forma de que sigamos recordando cómo deberían ser las buenas.

Daddy, you would say, look at my braids. Look at the worst bug bite ever. Look at my handstand, my eggroll dive, my finger painting. Look at my splinter, my spelling list, my somersault, the toad I found. Look at the present I made you, the grade I got, the acceptance letter. Look at the diploma, the ultrasound, your granddaughter. I couldn't possibly remember all the things you've asked me to look at. I just remember that you asked.

May be it took realizing that you could die to keep you from wanting to do it.

Maybe bad things happen because it's the only we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look lie.

I'm sure I'm worth a lot more dead than alive—the sum of the parts equals more than the whole.

You can't create life in a place that's dying by degrees.

Even if we have grown so far apart that we don't recognize each other when we pass, we have this life, this block of time, and what do you think about that?

there are just some people you cannot find the good in. But who am I to decide if someone should be killed for murdering a child...instead of for murdering a drug addict during a deal that went bad...or even if we should be killing the inmate himself? I'm not smart enough to be able to say which life is worth more than the other. I don't know if anyone is.

How can you enjoy life if you spend every minute fearing the end of it?

I got precious little time for you to belong to me. I'm gonna make sure it isn't any shorter than it has to be.

I take my paycheck in sunsets.

It doesn't take a whole long life to realize that what we deserve to have, we rarely get.

If you knew you were going to die, wasn't it better to choose the time and place, instead of waiting for fate to drop on you like an anvil?