Quotes About Life

the never-ending ache of love and sorrow. perhaps in some other life i could have refused, could have torn my hair and screamed, made him face his choice alone. but not in this one. he would sail to troy and i would follow, even into death.

In a solitary life there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.

Algunas personas son como constelaciones que sólo iluminan la tierra durante una estación.

Ne diyebilirim? Dünya adil bir yer de?il.

Estoy hecho de recuerdos.

I listen to his breath, warm upon the night air, and somehow I am conforted. He does not mean that it does not hurt. He does not mean that we are frightened. Only that: we are here. This is what it means to swim in the tide, to walk the earth and feel it touch your feet. This is what it means to be alive.

War has always seemed to me a foolish choice for men. Whatever they win from it, they will have only a handful of years to enjoy before they die. Most likely they will perish trying.

He was spring, golden and bright.

They have wrinkles, but no wisdom. I took them to war before they could do any of those things that steady a man. They were unmarried when they left. They had no children. They had no years of lean harvest, when they must scrape the bottom of their stores, and no good years either, that they might learn to save. They have not seen their parents grow old and begin to fail. They have not seen them die. I fear I have robbed them not only of their youth but their age as well.

He was spring, golden and bright. Envious death would drink his blood, and grow again.

Rien est un espace vide, alors que l'air est ce qui remplit tout le reste. C'est la respiration, la vie et le courage, les mots que l'ont dit.

But in a solitary life, there are rare moments when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth.

Ich hatte kein Recht darauf, Anspruch auf ihn zu erheben, das war mir klar. Aber in einem einsamen Leben gibt es jene seltenen Momente, in denen eine Seele die andere berührt, so wie Sterne einmal im Jahr die Erde streifen.

His fame must be worth the life he paid for it.

Ama yaln?z bir ya?amda, ba?ka bir ruhun sizinkinin yan?na damlad??? ender anlar vard?r, y?ld?zlar?n senede bir defa yeryüzüne sürünüp geçmesi gibi.

What is a mortal like?" It was a child's question, but he nodded gravely. "There is no single answer. They are each different. The only thing they share is death. You know the word?

The thread will run smooth, whether you choose it or not. I tell you as a friend, it is better to seek it on your own terms, to make it go at your pace, than theirs.

Mas, em uma vida solitária, há raros momentos em que outra alma mergulha perto da sua, como estrelas roçando a terra uma vez por ano. Ele foi pra min uma dessas constelações

Is she unhappy? But he would have laughed at such a mewling question, and he would have been right to. My witchcraft, the island, my lion, all of them sprang from her transformation. There was no honesty in regretting what had given me my life.

Ama yaln?z bir ya?amda, bir ba?ka ruhun sizinkinin yan?na damlad??? ender anlar vard?r, y?ld?zlar?n senede bir defa yeryüzüne sürünüp geçmesi gibi.

In our day, death was preferable.

La envidiosa muerte se bebería su sangre y sería joven de nuevo.

Every moment felt like a drop of my blood lost.

But in a solitary life, there are rare moment when another soul dips near yours, as stars once a year brush the earth. Such a constellation was he to me.