Quotes About Life

This is what happens when you live on Earth. You crack. You hold reality in your hands until it burns and then you have to drop the plate.

The meaning of life. There is none. People search for external values and meaning in a world which not only can't provide it but is also indifferent to their quest.

in her delirium, she had thought of the word 'equidistant'. A word that belonged in the clinical safety of a classroom. Equidistant. Such a neutral, mathematical kind of word, and one that became a stuck thought, repeating itself like a manic meditation as she used the last of her strength to stay almost exactly where she was. Equidistant. Equidistant. Equidistant. Not aligned to one bank or the other. That was how she had felt most of her life.

the way I understand my life is as a kind of Russian doll, with different versions inside other versions, each one enclosing the other, whereby the life before isn't seen from the outside but is still there.

But you will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life,' he said, wisely. 'You're quoting

Forcing yourself to see the world through love's gaze can be healthy. Love is an attitude to life. It can save us.

It is time, my dear, to begin.' 'If you don't mind me asking – begin what?' 'Every life contains many millions of decisions. Some big, some small. But every time one decision is taken over another, the outcomes differ. An irreversible variation occurs, which in turn leads to further variations.

She just needed potential. And she was nothing if not potential. She wondered why she had never seen it before. She heard Mrs Elm's voice, from under the table somewhere far behind her, cutting through the noise. 'Don't give up! Don't you dare give up, Nora Seed!' She didn't want to die. And she didn't want to live any other life than the one that was hers.

To fear love is to fear life, and those who fear life are already three-parts dead" Maybe she was just scared of living

You need to feel life's terror to feel its wonder.

In those moments that burst alive the present lasts forever, and I know there are many more presents to live.

This is not that remarkable a story. Or rather, it is equally as remarkable as everyone's origin story. We all come from randomness. We exist out of uncertainty. Out of near impossibility. And yet we exist. So, when you feel the odds are against you it is important to realize that they are never so against you as they were when you didn't exist. And there you are, we are, existing.

When looking at triggers for mental health problems, therapists often identify an intense change in someone's life as a major factor.

there comes a time when you have to put the dead to rest, Philip. When you have to trust the living instead.

There are patterns to life . . . Rhythms. It is so easy, while trapped in just the one life, to imagine that times of sadness or tragedy or failure or fear are a result of that particular existence. That it is a by-product of living a certain way, rather than simply living.

And we spend so much time wishing our lives were different, comparing ourselves to other people and to other versions of ourselves, when really most lives contain degrees of good and degrees of bad.

This was jazz music. It was full of the complexity and contradictions that I would soon learn made humans human.

From here the waves sound like breaths. Inhale. Exhale.

Life is pain," he said, sadly. "But it's also magic, Papa.

Maybe happiness is not about what we can get. Maybe happiness is about what we already have. Maybe happiness is about what we can give. Maybe happiness is not a butterfly we can catch with a net. Maybe there is no certain way to be happy. Maybe there are only maybes. If (as Emily Dickinson said) "Forever—is composed of Nows—," maybe the nows are made of maybes. Maybe the point of life is to give up certainty and to embrace life's beautiful uncertainty.

Civilised life, you know, is based on a huge number of illusions in which we all collaborate willingly. The trouble is we forget after a while that they are illusions and we are deeply shocked when reality is torn down around us. —J. G. BALLARD

That is what the taste of blood does. It takes away the gap between thought and action.To think is to do. There is no unlived life inside you as the air speeds past your body, as you look down at the dreary villages and market towns...

If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I cannot tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible. I must die or be better.

Breathe. Breathe deep and pure and smooth. Concentrate on it. Breathing is the pace you set your life at. It's the rhythm of the song of you. It's how to get back to the center of things. The center of yourself. When the world wants to take you in every other direction. It was the first thing you learned to do. The most essential and simple thing you do. To be aware of breath is to remember you are alive.