Quotes About Life

We thought the hard part was over—but we were wrong. Living is the hardest part. Figuring out how to live your life when you're all busted up inside and out—there is nothing harder.

I don't want this life to end," said Alexander. "The good, the bad, the everything, the very old, to ever end.

This is days and days and months and years and all the minutes in between, just you me.

Tania," he whispers, "promise me you won't forget me when I die." "You won't die, soldier," she says. "You won't die. Live! Live on, breathe on, claw onto life, and do not let go. Promise me you will live for me, and I promise you, when you're done, I will be waiting for you." She is sobbing. "Whenever you're done, Alexander, I will be here, waiting for you.

Falling in love with you in the Summer Garden in the white nights in Leningrad is the moment that propels me through life.

Tania, there is so much still ahead of you. Be patient with life

I don't want to die," whispered Marina. "and not feel just once what you feel." She struggled for her breath. "Just once in my life, Tania!" "Tanechka..." she whispered. What does it feel like?" Tatiana continued to gently caress Marina's forehead. "It feels," she whispered, "as if you're not alone.

I didn't know how to live my life, and suddenly I was thrust into it and had no choice but to live it.

The days of idealism had gone. Only life was left.

Shura," she whispered. "I'm going to have a baby." At first she didn't think Alexander heard her, he was mute so long. "You what?" he said in horror. "I'm going to have a baby," she mouthed, her shoulders quaking, her swollen lips quivering.

Hay un momento, un instante en la eternidad. Antes de descubrir la verdad el uno sobre el otro. Ese simple momento es el que nos impulsa a través de la vida - cuando nos sentimos como si estamos en el borde de nuestro futuro, de pie sobre el abismo, antes de saber a ciencia cierta que amamos. Antes de saber a ciencia cierta que amamos para siempre.

I found my true love on the banks of the river Kama," whispered Alexander, staring at her. "I found my true love on Ulitsa Saltykov-Schedrin, while I sat on a bench eating ice cream." "You didn't find me. You weren't even looking for me. I found you." Long pause. "Alexander, were you…looking for me?" "All my life.

But I'm telling you, something happens to beautiful people. They think that something extra is owed to them by life, by God, by all the people around them. They think their life has to be better, more dramatic, happier—in color, not black and white.

Time. It was just a human invention. Like numbers. Like measuring things. Just something humans invented to make life a little easier, to order life into manageable blocks, to ease their minds around unmanageable things, to help them with infinity.

Simply, this is what she believed: she believed that the universe showed each of us certain things, that it made certain things open. Many people lived a peace life with nothing ever happening to them. But into some families other things fell. Some families were afflicted with random tragedies - car accidents, plane accidents, hang gliding accidents, bus crashes, knifing, drownings, scarves getting caught under the wheels of their Rolls Royces, breaking their necks.

The anecdote was funny, but as my father gazed across the river at the university of his youth, his Russian life was in his eyes.

No vas a morir, soldado —responde Tatiana—. Sigue viviendo, sigue respirando, aférrate a la vida, no te dejes ir. Prométeme que vivirás por mí, y yo te prometo que cuando termines, te estaré esperando. —Ha empezado a sollozar—. Donde quiera que termines, Alexander, me encontrarás a mí esperándote

A good man has as much chance of dying as a bad one. Maybe more so.

He's not dead. He is still alive, and while he is alive, he is mine.

The weary Italian woman nodded at her children behind her. "Where we came from, everybody lives only one kind of life. Alessandro said he wanted his children to choose the life, not the life to choose the children. And also," she added, panting, slowing down and wiping her brow, "he said America is the only place in the world where even the poor can be smart.

Estamos solos en el mundo, pero si somos afortunados, llega un momento en que pertenecemos a algo, a alguien, y ese momento nos sostiene durante toda una vida de soledad.

They ooze blood out of their wounds and live inside their regret.

Emotion was pressing hard on her chest, making it difficult for her to breathe. I don't need to breathe now, she thought. I've breathed all my life.

How can I die," Alexander said, his voice breaking, "when you have poured your immortal blood into me?