Quotes About Life

May life suddenly open on the wing of a butterfly fluttering over a rhyme for those who do not care about meaning.

I embrace you, until I return to my void, as an eternal visitor. No life and no death in what I sense as a bird passing beyond nature. when I embrace you… from "Maybe, Because Winter Is Late

Yet you love sleep and salute Hypnos, the Greek god of sleep, and forget that he is death's brother.

They asked 'do you love her to death?' I said 'speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.

as an eternal visitor. No life and no death in what I sense as a bird passing beyond nature. when I embrace you… — Mahmoud Darwish, from "Maybe, Because Winter Is Late," The Butterfly's Burden . Copper Canyon Press, 2006

They asked, "do you love her to death?" I said, "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life.

And I want I want to live And to forget you

they asked "do you love her to death? i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life

His heart felt dangerously full, for the first time in years. That dried-up battered organ, suddenly flush with love. It could kill him.

He who delays the hour of living rightly is like the rustic who waits for the river to run out.

la vida no se podía enseñar y cada uno tenía que aprender a vivirla.

Lo malo era que en el mundo real no tenía opción a más vidas. Tienes una y va que chuta. Si la perdía, se acababa el juego.

Via?a nu se împline?te prin uitarea suferin?ei, ci prin zilnica transformare a mâhnirii în în?elegere, a cruzimii în tandre?e ?i a am?r?ciunii în dulcea??.

As a spider emits and draws in its thread, As plants arise on the earth, As the hairs of the head and body from a living person, So from The Eternal arises everything here.

This is the truth As from a fire aflame thousands of sparks come forth, even so from the Creator an infinity of beings have life and to him return again.

January 7 arrived and looked like January 7. The streets were full of gray, frozen people without money.

To so many people, the Lord is in danger of being no more than a patron saint of our systematic theology instead of the Christ Who is our life.

Again, "Pray without ceasing" (1 Thess. 5:17), and here the word to pray does not mean to beg or to plead as if God were unwilling to give--but simply to expose by faith every situation as it arises, to the all-sufficiency of the One who indwells you by His life.

Reality is just a nice way of saying "tragedy." The truth is, people are vain and mean!

He used to say the uglier things are the longer they live, and the ugliest things live forever.

Fast unmittelbar darauf sandte der Dschungel seine schlanken grünen Finger auf die Fläche die Gato velassen hatte, und tastete nach neuen Stellen, wo er wachsen konnte.

he became aware of an entire world of the spirit about which he had been taught nothing in the seminary and which seemed to flourish as the dark underside of life in his beloved New York.

La masonería no era un sistema metafísico. No era un dogma. No era la revelación mística definitiva de una verdad única e inmutable. Era una forma de vida mediante la cual el individuo adquiría los instrumentos simbólicos indispensables para alcanzar de manera permanente una mayor perfección en la localización e identificación de la inteligencia suprema, presente tras la fachada del cosmos.

Bullshit makes the flowers grow and that is beautiful