Quotes About Life

It's a wonderful life if you can find it.

I just found this world a hard place to be good in,' says Bunny, then he closes his eyes and, with an expiration of breath, goes still.

There Will Always Be Suffering It Flows Through Life Like Water

I know it's just a game. But so is life. And how we play the game has something to do with how we live our life.

Cory didn't understand existential answers. Neither does life.

It is a rule of life in the power elite that there is no such thing as a purely social act.

How does it feel? To be in love?' 'It feels like all the life is bubbling up in me and spilling from my mouth, it feels like my lungs are on fire and my heart is a hammer, it feels like I can do anything in the world!

If you can't have love in your life, you might as well have home-grown basil.

Perhaps everyone has a story that could break your heart...

What you fear your whole life comes to pass. You end up living toward it, you spend your life running from it but your foot is nailed to the sidewalk. You circle around it until you wear yourself own.

Everything's complicated, even those things that seem flat in their bleakness or sadness.

A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they've all let him down.

The plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.

A man who wants to die feels angry and full of life and desperate and bored and exhausted, all at the same time; he wants to fight everyone, and he wants to curl up in a ball and hide in a cupboard somewhere. He wants to say sorry to everyone, and he wants everyone to know just how badly they've all let him down.

It seems to me now that the plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don't need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.

Maybe we all live life at too high a pitch, those of us who absorb emotional things all day, and as mere consequence we can never feel merely content: we have to be unhappy, or ecstatically, head-over-heels happy, and those states are difficult to achieve within a stable, solid relationship.

now I'm synthesizing personal experience with observation. As opposed to just projecting feelings on to someone you barely know or chasing some illusion. Now, I'm more into observing illusions taking their toll on other people. I feel pretty good about life these days.

don't believe in the fuckin' work ethic. This "work is what life's all about" shit is just a bunch of bollocks, it's just a fuckin' English bourgeois guilt trip invented by the fuckin' English bourgeoisie to keep people in line, y'know, like a bunch of happy fuckin' slaves. Bourgeois guilt means fuckin' nothin' to me.

That word doesn't have any fuckin' meaning for me. In this life, some people are just less mad than others. That's all.

And what I recall of it was that their zest and gusto for life was what made those times so supercharged. So that if they were drinking they'd drink a lot, and when they were playing they'd play with all their heart and soul.

All this terrible self-destructive shit I supposedly did,' he claimed five years ago, 'I only did it because I believed I was in the right and that I was playing the music that real people with real lives wanted to hear. Frankly, throughout my life, I've always felt I was completely innocent. I see myself as a genuine innocent. Always have done.

You ride, Vebla. Ride to live. When you can live, then you can choose how to die.

Organs crawl like aphids upon the immobile motor of becoming

Petty human squabbles over borders and oil and creed vanish in the knowledge that this living marble surrounded by infinite emptiness is our shared home, and more, a home we share with, and owe to, the most wonderful inventions of life.