Quotes About Life

An hour is not a house" An hour is not a house, a life is not a house, you do not go through them as if they were doors to another. Yet an hour can have shape and proportion, four walls, a ceiling. An hour can be dropped like a glass. Some want quiet as others want bread. Some want sleep. My eyes went to the window, as a cat or dog left alone does.

In poetry's words, life calls to life —Jane Hirshfield

Pompei Quante case diventano una Pompei vivente, non spolverate, non sgombre La catastrofe non è soltanto improvvisa I cuori si fermano in tutti i modi non solo uno A volte la chiave di casa va perduta a volte la serratura A volte il significato di una fine sta nel bussare che non è stato fatto p#163

The peace and equanimity of the Buddha comes from an acceptance of the transitory nature of life.

Most of us live without awareness of the natural course of our lives. We were all born but don't remember the pain or shock of the transition from being safe and enclosed to the shock of being pushed out into a new element. We treat illness with resentment as though it is a total betrayal, and our bodies become an enemy. Old age is seen as something that happens to other people, and death is treated like rumour that may or may not be true.

Today, as I walked my dog on a cool clear morning, I realized that if I live long enough, I may see my grandchildren grow into adults. Someday they might become my young friends. This hope keeps me going. Jane Isay

Today, as I walked my dog on a cool clear morning, I realized that if I live long enough, I may see my grandchildren grow into adults. Someday they might become my young friends. This hope keeps me going.

I love my life as a writer and mapmaker of family relationships.

Lowly, unpurposeful and random as they may appear, sidewalk contacts are the small change from which a city's wealth of public life may grow.

You can neither lie to a neighbourhood park, nor reason with it. 'Artist's conceptions' and persuasive renderings can put pictures of life into proposed neighbourhood parks or park malls, and verbal rationalizations can conjure up users who ought to appreciate them, but in real life only diverse surroundings have the practical power of inducing a natural, continuing flow of life and use.

There are days when I think there really is some huge great tapestry of a plan out there and we're all woven into it - this fabulous, complex pattern of life and death, full of recurring motifs and waves of color, and we're each one tiny thread in the weave.

None of us were perfect, and life made us infinitely less so. Tears

Ho?emo li mi, kada jednom umremo, postati zvijezde - te malene nakupine svjetlosnog praha na nemilosrdnom polju crnila? Ili samo odlazimo pod zemlju i tamo trunemo?

They had joked together as young men that they planned to die before their wives; it was the best way, since neither man could imagine life without them.

I slept in a bedin a room with paintingson the walls, andplanned another dayjust like this day.But one day, I know,it will be otherwise.

Don't deny the dreams. They're a gift given to make your life full. Accept them. Reach for them. We are not here just to endure hard times until we die. We are here to live, to serve, to trust, and to create out of our longings.

When your father died, I thought I'd die too. But then your heart keeps beating, you keep taking breaths and getting hungry and needing sleep, so you know you're not dead. One day, something makes you laugh and you're ripped with guilt because you can. A month passes and then a year, and you've gone on with your life even knowing you couldn't, but you do.

Refusing help of others can be seen as stoic and stubborn, and condescending too. And sometimes makes the life of those who would help you more difficult. You could ease their days by letting them make sure you're thriving.

Reality is bizarre enough for me.

Is she become a rag doll? Are the wolves become children? It seems quite possible, there on the twilight fringes of dying. With some faint spark of herself, the little girl holds on to the idea. Even a rag doll has more life than does a dying child.

life is very short, and keeping grievances takes so much energy, it's not worth it. If you don't make something positive for yourself at least, what you have is wasted, gone, and you can't get it back. One thing

These children learn to adapt to life rather than learning how to live their lives.

a true sense of self-worth does not come from being loved, praised, or showered with goodies. It comes from having skills that provide a sense of capability and resilience to handle the ups and downs and disappointments of life.

My parents had an experience of life that is as opposite to mine as you can imagine.