Quotes About Life

the greatest danger which today's humanity need fear is not a catastrophe which comes from out there somewhere, a stellar catastrophe, neither is it famine, nor even disease; rather it is spiritual malady, which is the most terrible malady because the most directly human among the scourges is to remain "without the taste for life."5 In such a situation, the individual finds himself ever more vulnerable within the social fabric. This is the most dangerous outcome of solitude.

18 «Nell'esperienza di un grande amore tutto ciò che accade diventa un avvenimento nel suo ambito» (R. Guardini, L'essenza del Cristianesimo, Morcelliana, Brescia 1980, p. 12). 19 «La vita dell'uomo consiste nell'affetto che principalmente lo sostiene e nel quale trova la sua più grande soddisfazione» (cfr. san Tommaso, Summa Theologiae, II IIae, q. 179, a. 1).

don Giussani toccava cose che ci riguardano in quanto uomini: le nostre preoccupazioni quotidiane, i nostri bisogni, le nostre perplessità e dubbi.

Luigi Giussani

Il cuore dell'uomo, autocoscienza del tutto

insomma, come tutto

Whenever the humble sense of human thought's essential reform-ability is not understood, a metamorphosis is ushered in: philosophy becomes ideology. And this metamorphosis is realized to the extent to which it can be considered "normal" to impose a certain conception of life. It is in this way that the violence of power makes its appearance.

Anche l'uomo, insomma, come tutto il movimento della natura, spalanca gli occhi al presente, si apre al presente; riconosce, cioè accetta,

L'equilibrio, insieme al miracolo e all'intensità del vivere, è una delle tre caratteristiche del santo.

The fairest thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science." And, because of this, he was able to denounce that suffocating lack of consolation that comes from that myopia. "I answer, the man who regards his own life and that of his fellow creatures as meaningless is not merely unfortunate but almost disqualified for life.

Ma dire «tu» è essere colpiti e stupefatti dalla bellezza, dalla verità, ed è lì che incomincia la vita vera: la vita vera incomincia da un positivo, non da un negativo, non da un sacrificio.

Life is a very sad piece of buffoonery, because we have… the need to fool ourselves continuously by the spontaneous creation of a reality (one for each and never the same for everyone) which, from time to time, reveals itself to be vain and illusory.

Life is little more than a loan shark: It exacts a very high rate of interest for the few pleasures it concedes.

Life is full of strange absurdities, which, strangely enough, do not even need to appear plausible, since they are true.

The capacity for deluding ourselves that today's reality is the only true one, on the one hand, sustains us, but on the other, it plunges us into an endless void, because today's reality is destined to prove delusion for us tomorrow; and life doesn't conclude. It can't conclude. Tomorrow if it concludes, it's finished.

And the air is new. And everything, instant by instant, is as it is, preparing to appear. [...] This is the only way I can live now. To be reborn moment by moment. [...] I die at every instant, and I am reborn, new and without memories: live and whole, no longer inside myself, but in every thing outside.

There were other things, though. There were always more details trailing any good story. Like tin cans on the back bumper of a newlywed's car. Rattles and pings and wonderful small moments spinning in the wake of a great life.

Back at the house. How could you end a whole era and bury a century of life and be home before suppertime? Big Angel could not reconcile himself to this dirty deal they had all been dealt. Death. What a ridiculous practical joke. Every old person gets the punch line that the kids are too blind to see. All the striving, lusting, dreaming, suffering, working, hoping, yearning, mourning, suddenly revealed itself to be an accelerating countdown to nightfall.

Miguel Angel," he said, "It isn't hard to die. Everybody does it. Even flies do it. Everyone here is doing it. We're all terminal." He had a tear in his eye; Big Angel could see it brimming. "Your schedule is just different from mine.

Tell me," Big Angel said. "Did I do anything good in your life?" "You gave me the books." It was instantaneous. "Yes. All the books--that was pretty good. I gave you good ones." "And bad ones." "True. But all books are good, man. Imagine no books.

Better a gringo than a dead man," the lieutenant sighed, smoke escaping his nostrils. "Barely! But, yes, hell yes.

Ina the Viking was out in her potato patch waving at him like some idiot. Some people thought life was just the spiffiest thing that ever happened.

Our power comes from the earth

A life was a long struggle to come to terms with things and to keep some things from others.