Quotes About Fulfillment

But that isn't why. The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â She waves her arms at the world. "It's all just time filler until we die.

He writes Before I die I want to and draws a line. He writes it again. Then he writes it a dozen more times. "After we fill these up, we can keep going on the front of the building and down the other side. It's a good way to figure out just why we're here.

It's all just time filler until we die.

Before I Die I Want To Know A Perfect Day.

But that isn't why. The why is that none of it matters. Not school, not cheerleading, not boyfriends or friends or parties or creative writing programs or... It's all just time filler until we die.

Growth itself contains the germ of happiness.

Be the person I'm meant to be and have that be enough.

Writing was what I did best, better than being a daughter or girlfriend or sister. Writing was me.

When you have done everything else, perfecting a conventual herb-garden is a fine and satisfying thing to do. He could not conceive of coming to this stasis having done nothing else whatever.

if you need nothing, you have everything. . .

Life should not be measured by time. The only thing that counts is how one uses the time one has.

Our problem is not that we desire happiness. No, our problem is that we continue to foolishly believe that we can attain it apart from him. We think that if we just try hard enough, the next time we'll get it right (whatever it is) and we'll be happy. Instead of pushing through to the true source of all joy and happiness, we sinfully believe the false promises of lesser gods.

Melancholy: an appetite no misery satisfies.

To live entirely without a goal! I have glimpsed this state, and have often attained it, without managing to remain there: I am too weak for such happiness.

Crever pour crever, je préfère crever de passion que de crever d'ennui !

She wanted to live, and live fully, and to give life, she who loved life! What was the good of existing, if you couldn't give yourself?

La certitude d'avoir empêche de désirer.

I don't know if it be a peculiarity in me, but I am seldom otherwise than happy while watching in the chamber of death, should no frenzied or despairing mourner share the duty with me. I see a repose that neither earth nor hell can break; and I feel and assurance of the endless and shadowless hereafter - the Eternity they have entered - where life is boundless in its duration, and love in its sympathy, and joy in its fulness.

I have a single wish, and my whole being and faculties are yearning to attain it. They have yearned towards it so long, and so unwaveringly, that I'm convinced it will be reached — and soon — because it has devoured my existence: I am swallowed up in the anticipation of its fulfillment.

A pity,' observed I, 'you're so hard to please - so many friends and so few cares, and can't make yourself content!

I've done no injustice, and I repent of nothing. I'm too happy; and yet I'm not happy enough. My souls bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.

I mun hev' my wage, and I mun goa! I hed aimed to dee wheare I'd sarved fur sixty year;

Soy demasiado feliz, y, sin embargo, aún no lo soy tanto como quisiera serlo. La felicidad de mi alma aniquila mi cuerpo, y, no obstante, no le basta con lo que tiene...

I'm too happy, and yet I'm not happy enough. My soul's bliss kills my body, but does not satisfy itself.