Quotes About Life

Flowers continuously bloom and die, just like love

Precisely this vanity of vanities which is the mans dream, the Illusion of his Life is the one that finally gives the man the Self Freedom because of the fact that he can be compared to any star, to anything there is in this universe, eve to Universe itself, because they are all born and die, they will al be dust and afterwards Void and Being and other elements, they are all a great vanity, not just the Illusion of Life which man lives on this Earth.

Love is energy: it can neither be created nor destroyed. It just is and always will be, giving meaning to life and direction to goodness... Love will never die.

Love is the music of our lifetimes. It endures beyond time just as a musician?s note resonates eternally through space.

Through suicide, Man will completely triumph over Death, over everything that alienates him from himself and that once used Death as pretence, because nothing was more sublime and wrong in the history of the social evolution of the human being than Death, which was and still is now, subconsciously the Self Absolute of the Man! And yet, we must live!

Love life and life will love you back. Love people and they will love you back.

Civilization is a stream with banks. The stream is sometimes filled with blood from people killing, stealing, shouting and doing the things historians usually record, while on the banks, unnoticed, people build homes, make love, raise children, sing song.

Death is reflected as either the greatest Evil or it becomes the greatest Saviour. And we get to the same conclusion, namely that Salvation consists of Death!

And I retired isolated in my corner of world again, seeking to understand what is not understood and to know what is not known. What did I found out? That in the place of Everything is this Great Void-Being, on whose shoulders rests our own Life, which is nothing more than a deceitful Image in the Depths of the Great Void-Being, a Destiny

And I told myself I was in a trap from which I wanted to escape! To escape where, do you, Man know where you want to go to break from tis inferno of your own existence? No, I do not know because I am blind and my Knowledge is in face an Illusion of Life wrapped in non- Knowledge, which is the Absolute Truth as unknown to me as the non-Knowledge.

My candle burns at both ends; It will not last the night; But, ah, my foes, and, oh, my friends - it gives a lovely light.

Love is that to life, what wind is to a windmill.

Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.

But those rare souls whose spirit gets magically into the hearts of men, leave behind them something more real and warmly personal than bodily presence, an ineffable and eternal thing. It is everlasting life touching us as something more than a vague, recondite concept. The sound of a great name dies like an echo; the splendor of fame fades into nothing; but the grace of a fine spirit pervades the places through which it has passed, like the haunting loveliness of mignonette.

We've got to convince our egos and our minds that if we want to live happy lives, love is more important than anything else!

Celebrate we will because life is short but sweet for certain we're climbing two by two to be sure these days continue.

Put love first. Entertain thoughts that give life. And when a thought or resentment, or hurt, or fear comes your way, have another thought that is more powerful -- a thought that is love.

The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination. Never, never, never could one conceive what love is, beforehand, never. Life can be great --quite god-like. It can be so. God be thanked I have proved it.

A supreme love, a motive that gives a sublime rhythm to a woman's life, and exalts habit into partnership with the soul's highest needs, is not to be had where and how she wills.

I fell in love with the thought that a human life could be a priestly conduit, a connecting link between earth and sky. As I grew and stumbled and, most important, as I began to love and be loved, I realized that the ultimate priest is the lover inside us

An old man loved is winter with flowers

This was love at first sight, love everlasting: a feeling unknown, unhoped for, unexpected--in so far as it could be a matter of conscious awareness; it took entire possession of him, and he understood, with joyous amazement, that this was for life.

Once you have learned to love, You will have learned to live.

The happiest moments in life is to love and to be loved.