Quotes About Fulfillment

I couldn't explain my need to myself, and that's why it was such a beautiful need

I'd left behind a thousand tons of marble, I could have released sculptures, I could have released myself from the marble of myself. I'd experienced joy, but not nearly enough, could there be enough?

Once upon a time there was a person whose life was so good there was no story to tell about it.

He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy.

It felt as if an only life should be better than good enough, but how many efforts for more have ended with having nothing?

It was one of the best days of my life, a day during which I lived my life and didn't think about it at all.

It's better to lose than never to have had. I lost something I never had. You had everything.

I do not think that there are any limits to how excellent we could make life seem.

Eram ca doi prieteni. Pentru prima oara de cand ma stiam, m-am simtit in intregime bine.

I hated the gnawing longing that accompanied having everything.

While we pursue happiness, we flee from contentment

That secret was a hole in the middle of me that every happy thing fell into.

and making her happy is another one of my raisons d'être.

Ze wil weten of ik van haar hou, dat is eigenlijk het enige wat de ene mens van de ander wil, het gaat niet om de liefde op zich, maar om het idee dat de liefde er is, zoiets als nieuwe batterijen in een zaklantaarn in de noodkist in de gangkast

Wat is er mis met dat verlangen en dat nodig hebben? Niets. En de gapende afstand tussen de plek waar je bent en je oorspronkelijke voorstelling hoeft niet per definitie mislukking in te houden. Teleurstelling hoeft niet teleurstellend te zijn. Het verlangen, het nodig hebben, de afstand, de teleurstelling: groeien, weten, toewijden, naast elkaar oud worden. Je kunt heel goed alleen leven, maar niet een leven lang.

It was not the feeling of completeness I so needed, but the feeling of not being empty

Once upon a time there was a man whose life was so good there's no story to tell about it.

She was unhappy, although unconvinced that her unhappiness wouldn't be someone else's happiness. She felt unfulfilled desire—profound amounts of it—but presumably so did every other married and unmarried person. She wanted more, but didn't know if there was more to be found. Not knowing used to feel inspiring. It felt like faith. Now it felt agnostic. Like not knowing.

There's a Hasidic proverb: 'While we pursue happiness, we flee from contentment.

Persiguiendo la felicidad nos alejamos de la satisfacción

Ojalá vivas todos los días de tu vida!

nunca acreditávamos ter muito dinheiro e que, quanto mais tínhamos, mais queríamos ter;

Books, like men their authors, have no more than one way of coming into the world, but there are ten thousand to go out of it and return no more.

by bringing myself over the edge and back, I discovered a passion to live my days fully, a conviction that will sustain me like sweet water on the periodically barren plain of our short lives.