Quotes About Fulfillment

One of the saddest things is that the only thing a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can't eat eight hours a day nor drink for eight hours a day nor make love for eight hours—all you can do for eight hours is work. Which is the reason why man makes himself and everybody else so miserable and unhappy.

The end of wisdom is to dream high enough to lose the dream in the seeking of it.

For the Lord aimed for him to do and not to spend too much time thinking, because his brain it's like a piece of machinery: it won't stand a whole lot of racking. It's best when it all runs along the same, doing the day's work and not no one part used no more than needful. … But I reckon Cora's right when she says the reason the Lord had to create women is because man don't know his own good when he see it.

Surfing, to begin with, was not a "sport." It was a "path." And the more you poured into it, the more you got back from it—he

What you seek in vain for, half your life, one day you come full upon, all the family at dinner. You seek it like a dream, and as soon as you find it, you become its prey

Yes, did you hear what that woman said? . . . I think it's the artist is the only person who is really given the capability of being happy, maybe not all the time, but sometimes. Don't you think so? Don't you think so? . . .

I, I should have just done what you wanted me to in the first place

What is it they want from a man that they didn't get from his work? What do they expect? What is there left of him when he's done his work? What's any artist, but the dregs of his work? the human shambles that follows it around. What's left of the man when the work's done but a shambles of apology.

All the meat, he thought, and all it wants.

She rode him that way, impaling herself, slipping down on him again and again, until they both had come, his orgasm flaring blue in a timeless space, a vastness like the matrix, where the faces were shredded and blown away down hurricane corridors, and her inner thighs were strong and wet against his hips.

She was sometimes happy, in the sense of being somehow complete, and ready for what another day might bring. And knows she is no longer that, and that while she was, she scarcely knew it.

Oynamak hoÅŸtu ve yaÅŸamlar? öylesine dopdoluydu ki, umuda gerek duymuyorlar, umudun ne olduÄŸunu unutuyorlard? o s?rada.

live your life its pain its pleasure leave no path untaken

Give the reader what they want, just not the way they expect it.

Don't expect too much from life, Buttercup told herself as she rode along. Learn to be satisfied with what you have.

But this is life on earth, you can't have everything.

La existencia era realmente muy sencilla cuando uno obedecía órdenes. No había nada mejor ni más fácil que lo que le aguardaba.

He was actually quite happy, because it was only when he was requested to use his might that he felt he wasn't a bother to everybody.

And Inigo felt, for the first time since the dying, such happiness. It had fled from him, happiness, and when you spend years without, you forget that no blessing compares . . .

Don't expect too much from life, Buttercup told herself as she rode along. Learn to be satisfied with what you have.

This is what I think about it: My old man and I lived for fifty years seeking happiness and not finding it; and it is only now, these last two years, since we had nothing left and have lived as laborers, that we have found real happiness, and we wish for nothing better than our present lot.

If any organism fails to fulfill its potentialities, it becomes sick.

We forget that every good that is worth possessing must be paid for in strokes of daily effort. We postpone and postpone until those smiling possibilities are dead... By neglecting the necessary concrete labor, by sparing ourselves the little daily tax, we are positively digging the graves of our higher possibilities.

Knowledge about life is one thing; effective occupation of a place in life, with its dynamic currents passing through your being, is another.