Quotes About Life

Hij schijnt hiermee bedoeld te hebben dat scherpzinnigheid en spiritualiteit de mens niet door een hoger wezen geschonken waren, maar dat ze door onze levenservaringen worden gevormd. Het was de plicht jegens de naaste, die zin aan alles verleende en die een innerlijke tevredenheid teweegbracht, die het leven zin gaf en de handelingen van de mens diende te bepalen

Det gives alltid något bättre än döden

But that's life. That's what you learn from; when things happen. Especially at your age. You just have to take it in and remember to think afterwards and not forget and never grow bitter.

Time is important to me now, I tell myself.Not that it should pass quickly or slowly, but only be time, be something I live inside and fill with physical things and activities that I can divide it up by. so that it grows distict to me and does not vanish when I am not looking.

It was as if gravity was suspended. It was like dancing, I thought, although I had never danced in my whole life. We were never to walk like that again.

But life had shifted its weight from one point to another, from one leg to the other, like a silent giant in the vast shadows against the ridge, and I did not feel like the person I had been when this day began, and I did not even know if that was something to be sorry for.

On that island was a lighthouse I had seen every single summer of my entire life and my mother, too, had seen it her entire life, and I wondered how it might affect your way of thinking, if you always had a lighthouse in the corner of your eye.

Of all possible worlds this was the one in which I had landed.

At the time of this writing, I do not know whether I will live much longer, and you don't know what I'm talking about.

As I fell asleep, I knew I would dream, and I dreamed first that I knew why I dreamed, why humans dream. We dream, quite simply, so we know we're not dead.

I really loved your mother. I was sad when she didn't come back, but, like I said, I understood and still think it was for the best. For her at least. It really fucked you up. Not so badly as I might have guessed, though. I mean, you've grown up to be successful and well adjusted and, of course, unhappy, the way a man is supposed to feel in this world. Just pulling your leg, son.

It's a bitch, ain't it? The things we assume.

Death is a veil which those who live call life, Sleep and it is lifted.

Forms more real than living man,Nurslings of immortality!

The One remains, the many change and pass;Heaven's light forever shines, earth's shadows fly;Life, like a dome of many-colored glass,Stains the white radiance of eternity,Until Death tramples it to fragments—Die,If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek!

He hath awakened from the dream of life.

Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.

Man, who wert once a despot and a slave;A dupe and a deceiver; a decay;A traveler from the cradle to the graveThrough the dim light of this immortal day.

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams....

What! alive, and so bold, O earth?

He lives, he wakes—'tis Death is dead, not he.

Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, -- but it returneth.

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep -- he hath awakened from the dream of life -- 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep with phantoms an unprofitable strife.

I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.